Sitting ducks and people kill you
 Wait your turn and they will take you
 In the light where they can’t see 
 In this room where they can’t breathe

 What have we done, what have we done?
 See how they run, head for the sun
 Look at the tears, look at their eyes
 Look at the tears stream down
 Pierced with the tip of the end of a nail
 Sweet execution
 Kissed with a spell from the lips of a girl…

 Say what you see what you wanted to say, aahh
 Look at the tears as they stream down my face
 Think of the time that we wanted to waste
 Look at this corner in space

 On and on and on…
 On and on and on…
 On and on and on…
 On and on and on…
 On and on and on…
 On and on and on…
 On and on and on…

 Pierced with the tip of the end of a nail
 This is our house!
 This is our house!
 This is our house!
 This is our house!