The man came down with a crash
He made a charge for admission
The omittance of their duties
And the crosses on the casket
The man came down with a crash
He made a charge for admission
Running from wall to wall
Kill him or wet your pillow!
At dusk the exploited ones
Made their silent conspiracy
Ears caught words from the wind
Revultionized their resistance
The omittance of their duties
And the crosses on the casket
Caused the storm of destruction
Over the world-worn continent
"I have lost touch with the world
Where I once wasted too much of my time
Nothing has been heard of me for so long
That they may well think me dead..."
The omittance of their duties
And the crosses on the casket
Caused the storm of destruction
Over the world-worn continent
"I live alone in my heaven
In my devotion, in my song"
The ruins became the new scenery
We thought they no longer smiled
Now it has escaped their notice
May they pester us again!