Sit down, you'll take it
You'll bleed and you'll like it
You'll suffer the arrows of misfortune
The axeman comes chopping
The other shoe is dropping
You'll stumble, you'll crumble, and you'll feel
Feel what I feel, hear what I hear
Know what I know
I know that you are nothing
And like Karma, it's coming around
Yes, the walls are falling down
Falling down
Inhale the plasma
The pestilent miasma
That spews forth from the mouths and the lungs of the sickened
Beneath the gavel
The avalanche of gravel
You'll stumble, and you'll crumble, and you'll feel
Desperation oozing from your battered ego
I know that you are failing
And like Karma, it's coming around
Yes, the walls are falling down