Something is wrong
Hell on the rise
Into the mouth
Hands at our sides
Nothing to hide
Where East becomes West
Where we lost our heads
Still proud to be
Delightfully pleased
Delightfully pleased

Politefully dead

Back when I was the giant
That scared the sun away
I never thought that I'd face him again
I felt comforted in that
cnd then, he emerged
so quick into the ground
cnd what happens next is anybody's guess
But we'll always be around

So nothing is wrong
Nothing is wrong
Nothing is wrong
Nothing