it's a state of
emergency who will you
call on what TV diety what new idolic
prize you cry out to your golden walls
pray your gods will lead you through
name your price and pray your gods step
up to your pedestal as your temple burns
to the ground your
pulpit crumbles around
you made of the dust youve worked so hard
for your empty rewards fade away your
favorite treasures rust and decay who
will you look to now its time for
trial by fire what now?