Up The Tower کے بول

I gave him a cigarette So he opened up his head The man forever on the corner He called it his pre-vision Unhorse for me, dear sir The marble emperor Defenestrate the king The howling waves of people crashing through the first blockade The guards - they washed away They thundered up the stairwell until they reached that golden door They knocked upon the golden door Knock it down The portraits in the hallway look better smashed upon the floor Gaudy baubles - turned to dust The hatred he brewed within us is now crashing loud upon his shore The vultures returned to roost What a lovely view Horizon looks like fire Open up the window, let the light in Throw him out What a lovely view From the window What a lovely dream