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