The crystal kings to which we bow
Rule beneath their empty crowns
Who in their wisdom taught how
To make them
They teach a most enlightened creed
Their reason pleads you must believe
Ally yourselves to those who speak
Verbatim
They draw lines
We'll cross them out
Walk to the other side
Walk to the other side
Such learned men will not be swayed
"Just look upon what progress made"
That is what they'll say
It's their vocation
And with it comes a noble power
And privilege within that ivory tower
Where truth lies so once admired
Forsaken
They draw lines
We'll cross them out
Walk to the other side
Walk to the other side
Their shoulders, on which greatness rests
Which secret histories can attest
They write the wrongs of those who stood
Mistaken
Those guardians of justice swear
"Transgressors will not be spared!"
While we're all complicit by consent
In crimes against whole nations
They draw lines
We'll cross them out
Walk to the other side
Walk to the other side
There are those who know this well
Whose softly whispered tales do tell
Of what became of calls
For their salvation
So flags and vows are used as shrouds
To bury deep beneath the ground
A different kind
Of imagination
They draw lines
We'll cross them out
Walk to the other side
Walk to the other side
They draw lines
We'll cross them out
Walk to the other side