Dark Hearts

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 retreatsAnd 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"They'll 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