Be gone with you, you articles of nothingness I don't know what I have to do to prove myself This audience is stern Grey is what has risen from the pits Choose a new medicine to control it You thought you had me fooled The grey, is what has risen from the pits You thought you had me fooled The grey, is what has risen from the pits My lady, let us waltz We can ignore the firearms Guns manufactured by fear And I will never be forgotten I will never forget you And I will never forget you I will never forget you I will never forget you With dead tongues and lonely hearts We cough the poison out And yet, I sing a song of hope With dead tongues and lonely hearts We cough the poison out And yet, I sing a song of hope Your final days approach This will be our final confrontation This will be our last This will be our last