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