When there is light
from up above
Then there will come
a sacred dove
To the basement
To the basement
When there is fear
you won't have to cry
Napkins are here
they'll dry your eyes
And blind them
And blind them
They will come
to your home
When they are here
Faces down
When there is greed
taking control
Moving the bricks
and starving the
older people
Oh people
If you seek shelter
from your past
They'll come to point
their fingers where you
cast your shadow
Cast your shadow
They will come
to your home
When they are here
Faces down
But you
Have been fooled
You knew the rules
By heart
There is
No guarantee
Against infamy
Out there
When there is trouble
On the road
Dead passengers will
Guide you home
They will lead you
If they can just feed you
They will come
to your home
When they are here
Faces down
Faces down