No ransom will pay For the lost sacrifice This grotesque ballet Performed most every night They shout liberty Walk pathways through the dust And captivity Would never be discussed Not a sound When they all fall down Oh, glory to ashes No, they won't survive When the whole thing crashes No one can describe Someone made the crosses Then when the silence broke They just held up their glasses Not a word was spoke Someone's mother wept As she turned back the sheets A time to reflect Where her son used to sleep The whirlwind has come And years have passed away What have we become? Why did it end this way? Not a sound Or we all fall down Oh, glory to ashes No, they won't survive When the whole thing crashes No one can describe Someone made the crosses Then when the silence broke They just held up their glasses Not a word was spoke Oh, glory to ashes No, they won't survive When the whole thing crashes No one can describe Someone made the crosses Then when the silence broke They just held up their glasses Not a word was spoke