Ahead, one sells his faces from distant places underground The dead continue toiling beneath the roiling thunderclouds Think not in terms so tragic, of deaths pelagic, not so soon Forgotten spirits peering across the clearing follow you Can you still gaze above the stars? Locked behind prison bars Do you have what it takes? As the edifice breaks And the world sees your scars Foretoken of the falling, ignore the calling memories From smoke and ash and embers, the flame remembers centuries Await your fate, contagion, contain your great inapathy Denatured and abandoned, you lie here hand in hand with me Can you still gaze above the stars? Locked behind prison bars Do you have what it takes? As the edifice breaks And the world sees your scars Make your will known to all the lands Take the world from their hands Let the pantheon hear All your rage, all your fear Make your final demands