歌词
The window pane is cold
And takes up my time
Beyond the frame it was gone
In the blink of an eye
Round and round and round
And round we go
All they know
Climbing down my throat
Blow by blow
Carving my gravestone
Production ceased the day
We flew through the sky
Sewing seeds through greed
We gave up our lives
Down and down and down
And down we go
All they know
Climbing down my throat
Blow by blow
Carving my gravestone
In the devil's tower
Where the money's found
A thousand miles per hour
We had to slow it down
In my mind I'm
Free as a bird
But in my world that
Seems so absurd
Born in the valley of the kings
Come to the place where I'll meet my maker
Could you ever dream such things?
Now that you've got nothing?
In the devil's tower
Where the money's found
A thousand miles per hour
We had to slow it down
In my mind I'm
Free as a bird
But in my world that
Seems so absurd