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!