Fight, Priest, fight, take pictures Make alright what you have lost And give pride back to the ground (Fight, Priest, take pictures) You've got all you want But all you've got is a wreck
Everyone in this whole wide world Wake up and panic
Fortune wears a red dress But her bones smell of death
They all stare but no one seeks They all claim but no one speaks They all hear what they want Panic, Preacher
Beware of these sheep In the costume of wolves For lies, they come in pairs of two And we only die twice But for such a very long time
And just because you kiss Don't mean you're in love And just because you've begun Don't mean you've won
I was a second son Not born but just once And all my friends be gray The fade out
They all close the door Because no one speaks out loud The fade out They're all fading out We're all fading out
