The kingdom of humanity is rotting day by day
Restless soldiers marching over fields but they won't lead the way
Bums discussing what to do
Mothers talking about what they went trough
Thunder crashing in the dark-blue sky
The king escaped with fear he stumbled through the woods
The queen she's crying hard underneath her hood
The princess she's all alone
Her mad old prince long gone
The throne is swaying in the wind
The world gets darker as you see
And it seems serious to me
It's like the matchsticks tumbling down
When common sense is not around
Hobos on both sides of the road hitching rides to go nowhere
Meeting girls in velvet suits who sit on folding-chairs
Boxcars rolling down on one-way tracks
Children crying in poverty-shacks
An old slut is winking to all of them
With her head bowed down a nun is standing on the cliffs
Crying tears of insanity, handing back all her gifts
The ocean pounds and roars
As warships are sailing off-shore
The nun is jumping down into the sea
The world gets pitch-black as you see
And it seems serious to me
It's like the branches tumbling down
When common sense is not around
The only place to go is down to the riverbed
Where Judas sleeps, pretending he is dead
A shroud covering your feet
You're carried down a dead-end street
I'm sure you won't return
The world is dying as you see
And it seems serious to me
It's like the bold trees tumbling down
When common sense is all long gone