leaving the dead minds on their own it is the rabble s cursed tongue that swallowed lies provoke the agitation in biting tones and cut the daily ration of their smiles leaving the dead minds on their own deride the baring nation s plundering have you seen happy faces death is the only way to go the only way to go to go to go i am alive in your shame i m getting myself aroused and let you fall unless the incantation comes into your mind i ll scrawl your name onto the pall and bring the light before the fall the fall the fall