Would you go down, down 

Into the flames with me 

Set a course, for die speed 

The bayonet obeys 



It feels like the dark page is turning 

Death faces engrained in my floor 

At first light there goes Jacob running 

And the nameless take shapes like a storm 



Take a hold of bright light 

The heir of sane betrays 

Seven floors to dive through 

The air in flames remains