These walls are reddish-brown
Ready to be bulldozed down
And softly torn to pieces
In slow motion, there's no sound

Got metal in your arteries
Cameras in your blood stream
Heartbeats from your battery's
Limited reserve

This is your end
This is your end

You're delivered

You've sung the glories
And the tales that you told will
No doubt outlast your years

But the heavy lead arteries
And the cameras in your blood stream
And the heartbeats from your batteries
Ticking slower and slower and still

This is your end
This is your end
This is your end

You're delivered