Brickwalker won't you cease your time
   Instead of ruin daily lives
   Against the grain they stand
   Against the grain they fall
   Paint them a picture of their fate
   Face their fearless looks so pale
   It's so goddamn beautiful...
  
   You've already put your hands on their fate
   Your mind is clear and your speech is free
   Your doors are shut and they won't see
   With your cynic presence they'll shiver
   'til the break of dawn
  
   Come on, come on, come on
   They're so expendable
  
   [Chorus:]
   We're all so fatal, we're all too able
   we'd like to have a break... SAY
   We're all so tragic, illogical magic
   we'd like to turn the page... SAY
  
   So, watch them cross the yard of time
   Do not fail don't cross that line
   Inside, they will leave tonight
   Vanish through the sky
  
   Don't throw the page. Don't throw it all away!
   Gotta turn the page. Just lead thy pain astray!