Stony and grey is the whore   And long are the days in the morgue   Where God is a wall   Where God is a wall to look upon      Legions and hordes   The seas have been torn   And buildings remain where they fall   And I solemnly walk   Through legions and hordes   A dark mass of infidel      Long is the howl at the end   A cry from the tail echoing   And fools reverberate   And fools reverberate and carry on...      What have they done to themselves?   Look what they've done to themselves.      If you don't learn to leave this thing alone   You'll never get to see the sun again   You won't come out on top   The seed is sown