Raise high monolithic statues, so fragile
   As they fall
   I am ever enthralled
   Gaze, lie and smirk in time
   Your arrogance will suit you well
   Till fashion is dispelled
  
   As waves of plastic fame
   Go out of fashion
   You're going out forever unknown
   These waves of plastic fame are drying up
   And I smile because you're dying to become forever unknown
  
   From above a rain of ashes descnes
   Anathema I will remain, forever will remain
   From below, in my seclusion
   Look up to the sky to see paper wings
   And watch them burn
  
   Without habitation
   You'll never find a soul inside
   No life, but nothing's died
   No lights, but quite the show
   (Just as long as no one ever knows all motion is pantomine)
  
   Dancing in the rain of descending ash
   Dancing on your grave
   I'll see you all falling
   Dancing in the rain of descending ash
   Dancing in your dust
   I'll see you all falling
   I'd stop it, had you a heart