Текст: Pulling Teeth. Martyr Immortal. Ashes And Dust.

The devil dances to the turn of our silence
the sin of inaction is all he desires
"sit still my children, for you need not know
the intentions of those building fires"
so we sit and we wait for things to improve
we believe what he's doing is just
we're safe and we're warm
what more could we need
soon we'll all be ashes and dust