Brickwalker won`t you cease your time
Instead of ruin daily lives
Against the grain they stand
Against the grain they fall
Paint them a picture of their fate
Face their fearless looks so pale
It`s so goddamn beautiful...
You`ve already put your hands on their fate
Your mind is clear and your speech is free
Your doors are shut and they won`t see
With your cynic presence they`ll shiver
`til the break of dawn
Come on, come on, come on
They`re so expendable
We`re all so fatal, we`re all too able
we`d like to have a break... SAY
We`re all so tragic, illogical magic
we`d like to turn the page... SAY
So, watch them cross the yard of time
Do not fail don`t cross that line
Inside, they will leave tonight
Vanish through the sky