If there is a chance That we can cut all our losses today And leave these dead trees behind us I'll be sure to move out of your way This is the last Line of defence The first shall be last make no mistake The weak will rise and pull down the fake Crystal clear chandeliers Never made for dark forgotten rooms Been hanging, swaying and feeling so helpless That there's nothing you could possibly change This is the last Line of defence The first shall be last make no mistake The weak will rise and pull down the fake Take it all away from me This want, this lust, this shelfish greed I'd give them up if they weren't built into My deepest needs and what makes me believe in you