... You stood high out of reach There at the top of the tower You blew out the clouds, Blocked out the sun No end to the pull and the power A rope tied over the land Suddenly frayed and unwinding Eyes sharp, as a warrior's blade But in your own smoke you were blinded So come all you liars, You saints and lost souls One day's black is another day's gold It's a strange place to see you tonight But it's all or nothing And it's gone ... What's that racket down on the street? Is it the year of the rat or the sheep? Smoke and sting, this chaos and reek The hum and the haze of the hollows It's a ruse, a line, between yours and mine We're dumping the body of evidence So spread that paper, cover your eyes And flee to the walls and the shadows So come all you liars, You saints and lost souls One day's black is another day's gold It's a strange place to see you tonight But now it's all or nothing It's all or nothing And it's gone ... So come all you liars, You saints and lost souls One day's black is another day's gold It's a strange place to see you tonight But it's all or nothing End