Spearhead

Spearhead whistlin' on the wind The pointed end- Or the corner? We smell the panic in between There will be no warning Watch the walls crumble from within We'll sing along with the rhythm Of stones falling end over end There will be no quarter Inside is all the rage Outside we lie in wait Quite sure the time will come around Wann turn the inside upside down Inside, on the good side Walls are safe and so high Or so I've heard Outside, on the wrong side We've been building big fires We're comin' in