Well, the night’s gone invisible
Smokestacks on the paths of your skin
High noon in the garden of suicide
Bad guys win
Up in the tower, a hard fought victory
Down in the valley, the carnage of sin
Where God, he dismisses uncertainty
Bad guys win
Stood still
Let my memory quit
Stood still
Let my memory quit
Well, the sky’s gone invisible
Spent shells on the pavement, the hymn
False prize in the garden of paradise
Bad guys win
Down in the valley, the sound of artillery
Up on the mountain, your rebel digs in But only then do you see it as certainty
Bad guys win
Stood still
Let my memory quit
Stood still
Let my memory quit
Stood still
Let my memory quit
Stood still
Let my memory quit