Brickwalker won´t you cease your time
Instead of ruin daily lives
Against the grain they stand
Against the grain they fall
Paint them a picture of their fate

Face their fearless looks so pale
It´s so goddamn beautiful...

You´ve already put your hands on their fate
Your mind is clear and your speech is free
Your doors are shut and they won´t see
With your cynic presence they´ll shiver
´til the break of dawn

Come on, come on, come on
They´re so expendable

[Chorus:]
We´re all so fatal, we´re all too able
we´d like to have a break... SAY
We´re all so tragic, illogical magic
we´d like to turn the page... SAY

So, watch them cross the yard of time
Do not fail don´t cross that line
Inside, they will leave tonight
Vanish through the sky

Don´t throw the page. Don´t throw it all away!
Gotta turn the page. Just lead thy pain astray!