Still as a lake long after the wind is gone
In the face of a thief mashing ground to mud
Still as a street long after the work is done
As he gnashes his teeth, as he cuts it up, cuts it up

Pure venom radiating from the signal tower
The Sun's long set and it's growing darker by the hour
I hope you're listening
This gale is whistling
The door broke open, and if we blink we stand to miss this

'Cus we're all easy fast asleep
Sick of the buzz and beep
Sowing the seeds we reap

Pure venom radiating from the signal tower
The Sun's long set and it's growing darker by the hour
I hope you're listening
This gale is whistling
The door broke open, and if we blink we stand to miss this

'Cus we're all easy fast asleep
Sick of the buzz and beep
Sowing the seeds we reap

Easy fast asleep
Sick of the buzz and beep
Sowing the seeds we reap