Brickwalker won't you cease your time   Instead of ruin daily lives   Against the grain they stand   Against the grain they fall   Paint them a picture of their fate   Face their fearless looks so pale   It's so goddamn beautiful...      You've already put your hands on their fate   Your mind is clear and your speech is free   Your doors are shut and they won't see   With your cynic presence they'll shiver   'til the break of dawn      Come on, come on, come on   They're so expendable      [Chorus:]   We're all so fatal, we're all too able   we'd like to have a break... SAY   We're all so tragic, illogical magic   we'd like to turn the page... SAY      So, watch them cross the yard of time   Do not fail don't cross that line   Inside, they will leave tonight   Vanish through the sky      Don't throw the page. Don't throw it all away!   Gotta turn the page. Just lead thy pain astray!