Pull out the pin again A nail bomb in the heart of this city But all we ever seem to hit: posers We dance around our camp fires As cowards we're dangerous But all we ever seem to get: roses Here's the future Haven..t you heard, Here's the future Ghost unit coming for ya Truth is we're faltering Why we scream not why we sing But all we ever need from you: devotion Here's the future Haven..t you heard, Here's the future Ghost unit coming for ya Lights out, lights down, communication always breaks down Lights out, lights down, yeah. Lights out, lights down, communication always breaks down Lights out, lights down, yeah. We learn the new tricks in our days off We build our gravestones with our day jobs Lights out, lights down, communication always breaks down Lights out, lights down, yeah. Lights out, lights down, communication always breaks down Lights out, lights down, yea