Oh, Manhattan - To The Gallows lyrics

I've seen a man k**ed by his best friend with a greedy eye In a musical there's always someone to catch me There is comfort right in the eye of a hurricane One-hundred seven steps, from our necks we'll hang What a magical sound, this room full of noises Abandon your vessels, and float to the ceiling Lock eyes with the terminal, both dismal and fleeting Break down your body, and hang your head in defeat Gravity malfunctions for the likes of you and me This ship is sinking, afflictions all lead to an end Your departure is on its way, so sing your last farewell There are no violins, no choir singing (Strike with a blow of mercy, strike with a blow of mercy) A virus contains them, we're theirs for the taking [x2] In a world of dreams, it's hard to Translate images, from illusions I've seen the signs of what's to come And I've heard the discord of d**h's remorse [x2] I am my father's son, I have my mother's eyes This is the harsh truth that I've come to realize [x2] There are no violins, no choir singing (Strike with a blow of mercy, strike with a blow of mercy) A virus contains them, we're theirs for the taking [x2] Your departure is on its way, so sing your last farewell One, two, step - left, right, left Single file One, two, step - left, right, left To the gallows