We've been soaked in acid
Always praised the downfall
The sound of cadent wings
It's a wounder we're standing tall
But in the truth of the morning glory
And the fear in our wishing well
We're on to another story
It's about time we all get out and vote for love
We are white zombies
Chained to our own demise
Decades of sleepwalking
No light's shining in our eyes
We've painted all doors Bible black
Vi har aldrig gett oss utan strid
If there's light we'll claim it back
Time to claim it back
