text: Breath and burning
  We are made of sand
  Slowly turning
  At the waves command
  And what does it matter
  That the nightmares all came true?
  The black clouds have scattered across the sky
  And theres nothing left we can do
  But celebrate while the hurricane
  Throws salt and water into the room
  The canary died, the healer lied
  The yellow fields disappeared too soon
  Mid-air voltage blooms and grows
  Unstoppable, its instant heat
  And as sinners plea on bended knee
  Well be dancing here for days!
  Breath and burning
  We are made of sand
  Slowly turning
  At the waves command
  And what does it matter
  That the ends in sight?
  Were not going gently
  Were gonna rage with Page at the dying of the light, hey!
  The sudden unexpected fate
  Of sunken ships, was our future path
  Your string of beads did nothing to
  Prepare for you what was sure to pass
  Shadow wheels in shipping lanes
  The angry winds blew straight from Hell
  And the tortoise pulls its head inside its shell
  Breath and burning
  We are made of sand
  Slowly turning
  At the waves command
  And what does it matter?
  Itll be over soon
  Our heads on a platter
  So lets spin in the light of the moon
  Weve still got the light of the moon
  Well dance in the light of the moon, hey!