Be Gone with you, you articles of nothingness   I don't know what I have to do to prove myself   This audience is stern   The Grey is what has risen from the pits   Choose a new medicine to control it      You thought you had me fooled   The grey is what has risen from the pits [x2]       My lady lets us waltz   We can ignore the firearms   Guns manufactured by fear   I will never be forgotten   I will never forget you [x4]      [x2]    With dead tongues lonely hearts, we cough the poison out   and yet I sing a song of hope      Your final days approach   This will be our final confrontation   This will be our last