

(get up)
Chemical fumes in the desert air
We build an empire of dark despair
One wrong turn and the borders bleed
Sowing the poison,
feeding the greed
(under my skin)
Watch the glass begin to crack
No way out, no turning back (run)
This is the empire we made from the dust
Broken allegiance and shattered trust
Bow to the pressure or burn in the cold
Selling our souls for the weight of the gold (yeah)
Shadows stretch across the floor
Knocking loud on the final door
Blue-sky dreams turn to ash and stone
Sitting silent on a stolen throne
(who
is there)
Knock down the door (now)
This is the empire we made from the dust
Broken allegiance and shattered trust
Bow to the pressure or burn in the cold
Selling our souls for the weight of the gold (soaring)
It all fades away
(ash to
ash)