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