Lead Into Gold The Final Blows
A statement, a ledger
Devotion, a dime
Not nearly ironic
A list and a rhyme
And a rhyme
Fresh from the ancients
One at a time
The feature, the record
All standing in line
All standing in line
And I see the slime
And I breathe in why
And I see the signs
Outside it's burning
Outside the world is burning now
Inside it's burning
Inside your world is burning down
Even those are not the final blows
Inside it's burning
Inside your world is burning down
Outside it's burning
Outside the world is burning now
