tonight i ink an epitaph
for the switchback seeds of demigraphs
we'll see which dreams were meant to last
as they burn the city down

oh yes!
be not mistaken!

tonight they bun the walls of jehrico!

oh yes, they burn the walls of jehrico,
ancient fortress with iron tears-
the candle at both ends
is burning through my fears

can i evade this righteous first,
balled to smash my haunted vision?
hunted in the night,
all bombs posess too much precision

aborted infinite, they'll burn till morning comes
the city walls have failed us, now must we our fettered fears expunge

the city walls have fallen, our ray of light diffracted through the sand
this is not what we wanted, but this is what we planned
tonight they burn the walls of jehrico,
in technicolor and replay-tv
and though they've burned my city's walls
i'll see death before they scorch me