(Corrected lyrics)
And as the battle burns on in the distance, I ask you child, can you feel this resistance?
We, the creative corpses, have built the new cathedrals. We've constructed the new arenas. We paint the pictures and we write the anthems.
So now I ask you, who are you here with? It is us against them, and we must seek our own kind.
As we cavort on the ashes of a burning tomorrow, we dance on a thousand graves. Get high on this mutiny!
And now that you have turned it on, all that is left to do is turn it up. So turn it up!
(Corrected lyrics) And as the battle burns on in the distance, I ask you child, can you feel this resistance? We, the creative corpses, have built the new cathedrals. We've constructed the new arenas. We paint the pictures and we write the anthems. So now I ask you, who are you here with? It is us against them, and we must seek our own kind. As we cavort on the ashes of a burning tomorrow, we dance on a thousand graves. Get high on this mutiny! And now that you have turned it on, all that is left to do is turn it up. So turn it up!