Gong of Catastrophe - OSEES, Oh Sees

Harkening the smoke and the rent earth roaring

Splitting apogee of the gong of warning

Crumbling the spires that you thought you knew so well

Dust in the eyes of the frozen rabble

They would like to be very righteous rulers

But don’t hold your breath for a truthful leader

Likely have a doyen that you thought you knew so well

Twitching at the curtain in a beggarly motel

And in the night time, you can hear them coming

Banging on their shields and they’re shouting something

Likely have protection that you thought you knew so well

Happy swinging truncheons at the ringing of a bell