gold and silver now won t buy you another moment on the day you will die pray grumble mumble kneel and cry but not one prophet lives in the sky roll and tumble crumple kill and lie all the great empires rot from inside need me bleed me kick me nothing down pile guile and post like a hawk wallow shallow and baby dont you frown i wanna choke your pride till it don t make no sound all your shadows cast ambiguous light and all your seeds they feed on infinite want when a million is worth less than one time is ripe to make one less than none no i never said you could be the one to take what s mine to hold in your hand and for building all your castles on sacred ground may all your failures shine in your night shine on and on and on now cut and bleed shine on if might is right and hope hangs light then youre not seeing the fight to come