You went away to Stockholm for a week You came back with some scratch-marks on your cheeks The towers line the highway and they cry From deep down in their guts until they die The water tower crew are total devils Toxicity near saturation levels I rise up and greet the day See the serpents rising from the clay You were headed down to Salzburg for the night
All my hair was turning white You and your crew were good to go So many people that we�ll never really know I saw the city men they make me laugh Digging up the cables, cutting them in half I watch the ancient sun until it balls See the serpents coming through the walls