Be Gone with you, you articles of nothingness
I don't know what I have to do to prove myself
This audience is stern
The Grey is what has risen from the pits
Choose a new medicine to control it

You thought you had me fooled
The grey is what has risen from the pits [x2]

My lady lets us waltz
We can ignore the firearms
Guns manufactured by fear
I will never be forgotten
I will never forget you [x4]

[x2]
With dead tongues lonely hearts, we cough the poison out
and yet I sing a song of hope

Your final days approach
This will be our final confrontation
This will be our last