[00:20.32]Standing in the space
[00:26.14]That holds the silent lace of night away from you
[00:36.43]You think that you can hold
[00:42.41]The searing, molten gold between your fingers
[00:55.19]But it slips through, tearing tendons as it goes
[01:04.84]Exposing the white of a knuckle
[01:08.60]Flesh and metal forming letters in the mould
[01:24.60]Cradling your gun
[01:30.16]After choosing the ones you think should die
[01:39.91]Lying on the hill
[01:45.90]Crawling over the windowsill into your living-room
[01:58.06]They stare out, glass-eyed aimless heads
[02:06.04]Bodies torn by vultures
[02:10.63]You are the man whose hands are rank with the smell of death
[02:26.61]Saviour of the Fallen, Protector of the Weak
[02:33.96]Friend of the Tall Ones, Keeper of the Peace
[02:41.42]Ah, but it is the only way you know
[02:55.76]Looking out to sea
[03:01.98]A flattened plane of weeds which bears no living
[03:12.12]You crush life in your fist
[03:18.43]As your heart is kissed by the lips of death
[03:30.59]Ghosts betray you, ghosts betray you
[03:34.64]In the night they steal your eye from its socket
[03:43.73]And the ball hangs fallen on your cheek
[04:00.12]Complaining tongues are stilled
[04:05.56]A thousand mouths are filled with rusting metal
[04:14.92]Your face a shade of green
[04:21.99]Somehow you try to speak through all the garbage in your mouth
[04:34.45]But it won't come out
[04:38.62]And you cannot frame the words as your stepson
[04:47.53]Throws your fame into the flames and you are burned
[05:03.51]Saviour of the Fallen, Protector of the Weak
[05:11.38]Friend of the Tall Ones, Keeper of the Peace
[05:19.05]Ah, but it is the only way you know
[06:00.66]Live by sword and you shall die so
[06:04.56]All your power shall come to nought
[06:08.37]Every life you take is part of your own
[06:12.10]Death, not power, is what you've bought
[07:02.99]Cringing in your room
[07:10.21]Now the outriders of doom step on your threshold
[07:21.25]Begging for your life
[07:28.23]As the impartial knife sinks in your screaming flesh
[07:41.43]Without malice, merely taking murder's toll
[07:49.17]You must pay the price of hate
[07:54.36]And that price is your soul
[08:13.60]Live in peace or die forever in your war-room