it's a state of emergency who will you call on what
TV diety what new idolic prize you cry out to your
golden walls pray your gods will lead you through
name your price and pray your gods step up to your
pedestal as your temple burns to the ground your
pulpit crumbles around you made of the dust youve
worked so hard for your empty rewards fade away
your favorite treasures rust and decay who will
you look to now its time for trial by fire what now?