I don't like it herenBring the rignWe'll pull it downnSecond fall in yearsnnI'm not praying, thoughnOh, nonI'm not praying nownNo chancennCircle gets the spherenCut the circuitnAll fall downnBroken man in tearsnnI wanna testifynnWrapped in flaxen cheernBring the pain and calm me downnBlackenednDisappearsnI'm not easing into thisnI'm not half the one you wishnnPassing the mace aroundnBlast in the face againnnHeaven falls