They stole our treasure
Now time to take it back
Tear up the pages
Before the clouds turn black
Cymbals crashing high in the sky
Electric flashing
Faces laughing no one knows why
Cymbals crashing
Covers gleaming spotlight shine
Hold your breathing
Never asking no-one knows why
Covers gleaming
Their words mean nothing
I can hear them running
Their words mean nothing
Chase lies away
Stampede of nothing
I can hear them running
Stampede of nothing
Chase lies away
Send it spinning watch them creep
Watch them winning
Tears leaving nothing to keep
Send it spinning
Pages opening pages weep
Save your silver
Words of empty nothing to keep
Save your silver