The Foundations of Decay

See the man who stands upon the hill He dreams of all the battles won But fate had left its scars upon his face With all the damage they had done And so tired with age, he turns the page Let the flesh submit itself to gravity Let our bodies lay while our hearts will stay Let our blood invade if I die in pain Now, if your convictions were a passing phase May your ashes feed the river in the morning rays And as the vermin crawls, we lay in the foundations of decay He was there the day the towers fell And so he wandered down the road And we would all build towers of our own Only to watch the rooms corrode But it's much too late, you're in the race So we'll press and press 'til you can't take it anymore Let our bodies lay while our hearts will stay Let our blood invade if I die in pain And if, by his own hand, his spirit flies Take his body as a relic to be canonized Now, and so he gets to die a saint But she will always be a whore (You look stressed out) Against faith (antihero) Against all odds (as if it must be pure) Against change (we wander through the ruins) We are free (the guiltiness is yours) You must fix your heart And you must build an altar where it rests When the storm decays and the sky, it rains Let it flood, let it flood, let it wash away And as we stumble through your last crusade Will you welcome your extinction in the morning rays? And as the swarming calls, we lay in the foundations Yes, it comforts me much more Yes, it comforts me much more To lay in the foundations of decay Get up, coward