Rome falling, you happy bitches
Burn your beds, fill the ditches
Can you remember summer wine?
In this withering time
Blade reaping, it's hand to mouth now
Spoils of war never trickle down
Can you remember how we shined?
Before this withering time
Time races to the end
Never see enduring days again
Waste away in all your filth
Gotta' get over your f*ckin' self
No breath now, only distractions
No fellows, only factions
Can you remember summer wine?
In this withering time
Time races to the end
Never see enduring days again
Waste away in all your filth
Gotta' get over your f*ckin' self
Time is all we have, Can't stop it falling from our hands
Time is all we have, Can't hold it; can't own it; can't slow it
Time races to the end
Never see those childhood days again
Waste away in all your filth
Gotta' get over your f*ckin' self