Here we sit in our descent dress  We destine this fate of countless masses  Our pens rule the mightiest swords to lead we're told  Our task is done  The endless hallways take all courage away  The stamp of credence is given from our hands  Shivering men bow before our desks  Paperweight breaks every back    [Chorus:]  A signature - Our task is done  A signature - This case is closed    (No matter how hard you try these dark corridors will suck your energy  We were there long before you and we will see you pass away.  We hold the power in our hands and we will never lose control)    We guard our heart so thoroughly    [Chorus]