Apocalyptic blurring visions of life The sinking towers in the middle of the night The armies charge and the cannons fire It forever attacks us, crushing hand like a plier Faceless, a dream that never goes away The wall's a prison, but the structure's in decay Try to stand, but the current's pulling down The boot of progress as it stamps you to the ground Face the past Standing 'til the last The reasons never work And hit them where it hurts
Right now, we bleed Crushed into the dirt You're slapped in the face, but you can't understand The power here is the hand of man Survival is fleeting, now your head's in a cage The words had a meaning, but they're burning the page You can't recall what the world was like When the image is fading, dirt will cover the site A sentinel will do the work The camera's watching as we're crushed into the dirt