Everything Falling

I will use my
ammunition on you;
There will be no refuge,
Save the sacred few.
I will use my motives
as an excuse;
There will be no answer,
You can refuse.

Dusty, grayish haze is falling;
Cover you.

Shapeless clouds are forming,
looks like rain;
A deluge of your secrets,
Falling into place.
Shapeless minds are clouding
with disdain;
There will be no answer,
Brightless daze.

Dusty, grayish haze is falling;
Cover face.

There will be no answer from you...

...everything is falling into place...

...I've got you right where I want you...

Hallelujah!
Bring on the gold.
Dust is falling,
Do what you're told.
Hallelujah!
Bring on the gold.
Dust is falling,
Do what you're told.