The beheld you payed Living at the end of days Imagine Atlantis Cough all the watery grave In blood we play In dusk city depraved The gods are angry Like sheep we were let stray The stars in the sky No longer show they face Fell from sky hard To set a world a blaze The city tonight Proverbs roam the place You all look like angels Come to save the grace And they'll be landmines In the promise land