In the heat of the day the world is breaking down Castles are turning into sand Watch out for the wind that just might blow you down Some people are getting out of hand In the heat of the night the city lights the sky The smoke in the air from miles around Watch of for the wind that just might pass you by The city is burning to the ground 'Cause all of the prophets and all of their debts Will soon be forgiven, but don't you forget That all of the prophets they robbed you to get Will not save their souls In the heat of the day the sun will beat you down So you better protect yourself for sure Watch out for the wind that's bound to come around Some people can't take it anymore 'Cause all of the prophets and all of their deaths Will soon be forgiven, but don't you forget That all of the prophets they prompt you to get Will not save their souls