In Parallel - Figurehead Lyrics

All my servants
All my empty halls
All my servants are dead

All these rivers
All these buzzing saws
All these rivers are red

One hand cuts the other in a perfect way
And the symmetry of it
All eyes on the movement of the figurehead
No one noticed the wall

All my spies
All my broken codes
All my spies have turned

All this city
All this fevered smoke
All this city will burn

Oh my god, this is the wall