Testo di The System

Leverage on leverage The engines of wealth Fuel for the fire It consumes itself System collapses Bodies fall from the sky Death's angel passes by Leaves you asking why A spike impales your soul All your worth has been inborn The fall from grace so hard and cold The system ‒ you've lost control Stepping off the cliffs A striking leap of faith Economies built on nothing less Than belief and the will to create System collapses Bodies fall from the sky Light of the world enters in She reaches for the sky Building castles upon nothing Building towers on the sand Chasing phantoms through the hall Waiting for the axes to fall