In shambles from the writhing masses   Was spastic from the wide crevasses   Now frozen under the sinking sun   Still now from whats begun    Now all gone quiet   Now we know whos the first to go   Now we know trembling in the snow   Street light with a mellow glow   Now we know    Decending like a sinking stone   Hollow as this microphone   Now reborn onto the concrete streets   Chewed up and spit at your feet    Now all gone quiet   Now we know whos the first to go   Now we know trembling in the snow   Street light with a mellow glow   Now we know    Meltdown of the purest kind   Walking unsure of what to find   Now white hair falls down her spine   Bright red eyes are far from blind    Now all gone quiet   Now we know whos the first to go   Now we know trembling in the snow   Street light with a mellow glow   Now we know