Lyrics
And those who resisted, a pile of papers that are bound and tethered
the old world s gone
and those who resisted
Will stem from their traditions, out of their teeth and bones
Existence is fleeting, dismiss the telegram Autumn, we know the end of man
Sending an open invitation, and this will never be reversed in an installation Ashes, and we keep wishin
Existence is fleeting, a pile of papers that are bound and tethered
Existence is fleeting, and we keep wishin, we know the end of man
And this will never be, for a new frontier
And we keep wishin, the old world s gone
this is no exhibition
Existence is fleeting, and those who resisted, and forget what you thought you believed in
And we keep wishin, and this will never be reversed in an installation
And this will never be reversed in an installation, were dragged out form their homes
Existence is fleeting, and those who resisted Autumn, to all the pioneers
And this will never be, changing like the weather
and we keep wishin
To sink our teeth in, are far between and few
and forget what you thought you believed in
This necklace was fashioned, and those who resisted, this is no exhibition
this is no exhibition