Fall down, people
Stand tall, fearful
Lay down, thousands
Right to the end
Find her amongst them
Head down, unnoticed
Hands cold and broken
Passengers leave
Frail time is over
Stand on my shoulders
Our heart's twisted
Blood dried in numbers
Blood dried in numbers
Cold, slaughtered brothers
Breaking each other
Right to the end
Loose lines uncovered
Masks for each other
Run low for cover
Here comes the end
