Spearhead whistlin' on the wind
The pointed end-
Or the corner?
We smell the panic in between
There will be no warning
Watch the walls crumble from within
We'll sing along with the rhythm
Of stones falling end over end
There will be no quarter
Inside is all the rage
Outside we lie in wait
Quite sure the time will come around
Wann turn the inside upside down
Inside, on the good side
Walls are safe and so high
Or so I've heard
Outside, on the wrong side
We've been building big fires
We're comin' in