We’ll take the city
And hang the cancer for all to see
Marked by the saviors, the fractals beneath
Like a flood these colors run through the cold
Pushed to the edge

They took our families, the distant voices carried on the wind
Etched in patterns
The shadows of the trees
Soaked in sorrow and deep agony
All the prayers, how they turned into gloom

A tragedy, there’s nothing left
What still remains in broken glass?

Tear the pieces of rot out
Hide the blood down below where
The ancients veins, the chasm flows
Rusted ash fills the stone halls
There the harsh whispers follow
The ancient veins, the chasm flows

This aching beast with its wretched throes
Casting sickness and pain through malice
Slowly fading where the chasm flows

A tragedy, there’s nothing left
What still remains in broken glass?
A cloud of smoke to hide the Sun
The city sings, what have you done?

Tear the pieces of rot out
Hide the blood down below where
The ancients veins, the chasm flow
Rusted ash fills the stone halls
There the harsh whispers follow
The ancient veins, the chasm flows

And when you come face to face
With that which took you from this place
The ancient veins
Flowing thick with blood
Coagulate and fade a frenzied Sun

A tragedy, there’s nothing left (nothing left)
What still remains in broken glass? (Broken glass)
A cloud of smoke to hide the Sun
The city sings, what have you done?

Tear the pieces of rot out
Hide the blood down below where
The ancients veins, the chasm flows
Rusted ash fills the stone halls
There the harsh whispers follow
The ancient veins, the chasm flows

Tear the pieces of rot out
Hide the blood down below where
The ancients veins, the chasm flows
Rusted ash fills the stone halls
There the harsh whispers follow
The ancient veins, the chasm flows

A tragedy, there’s nothing left