Lyrics:

Ashes of ancients, the nations repainted
The chaingang chatelaine changing the station
The theme song playing, the anthem of normal
The horrible fanfare, The horns get distorted

On a public annoucement, the towns are impounded
Where the order resounded, cowards towered around it
Powerline buzzards surveilling the night
Talons in flight, the fake horizons ignite

Banality lives where hysteria kills
Civilian jungles with malaria pills
Animals bleed to buy a star from the night
Avenue kids wear a scar like a stripe

Send up a signal to the heavenly rescue
When the poison's coming from the person you're next to
Let the voltage of thought pull the plug from the wound
'Cause if the soul is a symptom, the condition is you