Tears of the feeble hands of the slaves. Skin of the mothers mouths of the babes. Building the towers belongs to the sky. When the whole thing comes crashing down. Don't ask me why. Under the shelf the shelf of the sky. Two eyes two suns too heavenly blinds. Swallowing rivers belongs to the sea. When the whole thing washes away. Don't run to me. I'll be going down for the rest of the slide. While the rest of you harvest the gold. And the wreck of you. Is the death of you all. And the wreck of you. Is the break and the fall. I'm the wreck of you. I'm the death of you all. I'm the wreck of you. I'm the break and the fall. Under the red break of the lights. Heroes in stretches inch to the site. Blowing the pieces belong to the wind. When the whole thing blows away. I won't pretend. I'll be going down for the rest of the slide. While the rest of you harvest the souls. And the wreck of you. Is the death of you all. And the wreck of you. Is the break and the fall. I'm the wreck of you. I'm the death of you all. I'm the wreck of you. I'm the break and the fall. Behind the blood red break of the lights. Lies the wreck of you for the rest of your life. And the wreck of you. Is the death of you all. And the wreck of you. Is the break and the fall. I'm the wreck of you. I'm the death of you all. I'm the wreck of you. I'm the break and the fall