Broken Hinges Video (MV)

I know a little place where the sunlight dares to tread
Where the barman mops the counter with a rag that's stained with red
Underfoot smashed glass, spent rounds and broken bones
Well I've never found a place where I felt so quite at home
At the gates of the temple of Janus
Its DEFCON five
At the gates of the temple of Janus
We've been open since the dawn of time
Swinging, swinging on those broken hinges
There's no point in ever hoping, those gates are never closing
Swinging, swinging on those broken hinges
There's no point in ever hoping those gates are always open
I drag myself up from the depths of the ocean floor
First I learnt to walk, then I went to war
The blacksmith hammers a beat on a ancient blade
And the Little Boy blew the whole damn city away
At the gates of the temple of Janus
The cowards and courageous
At the gates of the temple of Janus
Our tormentors and all our saviours
Swinging, swinging on those broken hinges,
There's no point in ever hoping, those gates are never closing
Swinging, swinging on those broken hinges
There's no point in ever hoping those gates are always open
Swinging, swinging on those
Swinging, swinging on those
Swinging, swinging on those
Broken hinges
Swinging, swinging on those broken hinges
There's no point in ever hoping, those gates are never closing
Swinging, swinging on those broken hinges
There's no point in ever hoping those gates are always open