They'd been warned, day was bound to be Burning up with fever in the poison dusted streets So they built up iron walls to tower tides of feat Each of whom will meet their doom before this night retreats And when their bones decay In dust they'll float away On wind bound south to hell All the dark hearts yell: "We came to wake the dead With thunder in our breath With fire in our hands We'll make the world our prisoner" There will be parades marching to the beat In masquerade the dark will play a cricket symphony So they built up iron walls that can not stand the breeze Like hurricanes our wrath will claim this city as it sleeps And when their bones decay In dust they'll float away On wind bound south to hell All the dark hearts yell: "We came to wake the dead With thunder in our breath With fire in our hands We'll make the world our prisoner" We came to wake the dead With thunder in our breath With fire in our hands We'll make the world our prisoner