Climb back up on the dead horse, make it gallop again
Can't afford to lay idle, we'll get rest in the grave
Eyes full of dust, ears full of noise
We can dance 'til the sunrise
When the empire is dead
When everything is silent we can be ourselves
When everything is silent, silent
Meet the standards with guts out
Punch myself into sleep
We can stop making plans for, plans for life and beyond
Eyes full of dust, ears full of noise
We can dance 'til the sunrise when the empire is dead
When everything is silent we can be ourselves
When everything is silent, silent
Have we gone insane, have we gone insane?
When everything is silent, we can be ourselves
We're the bright eyed sons of the New Rome rising
