Tongues are clacking words of one visionn One tiny incision and teeth are crackingn On thin air, on thin airn And teeth are cracking on thin airn Pulled to bits--in silencen Left rotting on the groundn Slowly pulled to bits--in silencen Without a sound, without a soundn Buildings bleached with shatter-shatter-clattern Fill their senses with cementn Watch the people scattern One by one, one by onen Pulled to bits--in silencen Left rotting on the groundn Slowly pulled to bits--in silencen Without a sound, without a soundn Young lungs snapping coming up for airn The mindless ones yapping, slashing through the thoroughfaren One by one, one by onen Oh one by one without a fucking caren Pulled to bits--in silencen Left rotting on the groundn Slowly pull to bits--in silencen Without a sound, without a fucking soundn Pulled to bits, yackety-yackety-yack-yack-yackn Pulled to bits, shatter-shatter-shatter-clattern Pulled to bits, yap-yap-yap-yappingn Pulled to bits--without a sound