just a step cried the sad man  take a look down at the madman  theatre kings on silver wings  fly beyond reason  from the flight of the seagull  come the spread claws of the eagle  only fear breaks the silence  as you all kneel prey for guidance     tread the road across the abyss   take a look down at the madness  on the streets of the city  only specters pray for pity  patient cues from the gallows  sing the praises of the hallowed  our machines feed the furnace  if they take us they will burn us     will you still know who you are  when you come down who you are     when the flames have their seasons  will you hold on to your reasons  loaded down with your talents  can you fight well and keep you balance   do you sleep with your dagger   sheathed inside deep of it's scabbard  hope and pray for a quick death  as watch you take your last breath    will you still know who you are  when you come down who you are    these lyrics are submitted by Cyrus Rhodes