Tongues are clacking words of one vision   One tiny incision and teeth are cracking   On thin air, on thin air   And teeth are cracking on thin air   Pulled to bits--in silence   Left rotting on the ground   Slowly pulled to bits--in silence   Without a sound, without a sound   Buildings bleached with shatter-shatter-clatter   Fill their senses with cement   Watch the people scatter   One by one, one by one   Pulled to bits--in silence   Left rotting on the ground   Slowly pulled to bits--in silence   Without a sound, without a sound   Young lungs snapping coming up for air   The mindless ones yapping, slashing through the thoroughfare   One by one, one by one   Oh one by one without a fucking care   Pulled to bits--in silence   Left rotting on the ground   Slowly pull to bits--in silence   Without a sound, without a fucking sound   Pulled to bits, yackety-yackety-yack-yack-yack   Pulled to bits, shatter-shatter-shatter-clatter   Pulled to bits, yap-yap-yap-yapping   Pulled to bits--without a sound