Avalanche

James · Whiplash [1997]

Leave the room, don't use the door

We're only on the thirteenth floor

Your veil is slipping, you've nothing on, you've nothing on

Every dog has had his day, every Caesar should be spade



Your veil is lifting and we can see through your suit of tears

You don't own us, can't control us, av-a-lanche

You don't own us, can't control us, av-a-lanche



Every face a stepping stone, at the top's a throne of bones

Your curtain's twitching, but you can't see past your daily sneer

We don't fear you, now we see you, av-a-lanche



Now we got into your shoes, it's your turn to be abused

The heat is rising and you can't hold back this rage with fear

You accused us, while you used us, av-a-lanche

You accused us, while you screwed us, av-a-lanche