Dread, toil Lungs of stone Born to rule alone Again and again Only one belief, my heart Now here and in descent The only code is to breathe, and then One to the head Or one to come and stretch the neck One or the other Trip, fall Denial comes in waves Dread, toil The wheel rings its last alarm Father, hear Coliseum Come, all fear This was never meant to be We all seem to bleed in the end The offset of kings into men