Ashes of ancients    The nations repainted    The chain gang chatelaine    Changing the station    The theme song playing    The anthem of normal    The horrible fanfare    The horns get distorted    On a public announcement    The towns are impounded    Where order resounded    Cowards towered around it    Power line buzzards    Surveilling the night    Talons in flight    The fake horizons ignite       Banality lives where hysteria kills    Civilian jungles with malaria pills    Animals bleed to buy a star from the night    Avenue kids wear a scar like a stripe    Send up a signal to the heavenly rescue    When the poison's coming from the person you're next to    Let the voltage of thought pull the plug from the wound    Cos if the soul is a symptom the condition is you       ---       We know its a letterbomb hand me down    This thought is a perjury blindfold    When she crawls from the himalayan highway rain    With her birds of prey and her weapons on the fire       She's riding a land slide down to me    She's cutting the shackles off of me    She's shaking the dead birds from the trees    She's takin the only air I breathe       Iron lungs and a plate glass sermon    Don't call it death on the installment plan       She pulling the armor from my back    And raking the coals over the tracks    And taking the knife out from the stack    She's bringing the blood that I had back       She's coming to see its all a sin    Coming to see the sun again    Coming to wash it off again    Coming to see her self again