Condemn the believers Stop the music playing loud and clear Distort now their visions And pull down the shutters, for damnation is near For damnation's near
Point now your finger of scorn Raise the anger of the critic's pen Come down in a favour Make the break given the chance to win
Given the chance to win Given the chance to win
The jury stands in judgement The writing's on my wall Writing's on the wall
And though they stand in silence He's heading for the fall He's heading for the fall
Oh, they think that I'm something else They think I'll fall They've go to be on the devil's side Oh here they go Break it up
We have got to stop it
The jury stands in judgement The writing's on my wall Writing's on the wall
And though they stand in silence He's heading for the fall Oh they're heading for the fall
Condemn the believers Stop the music playing loud and clear Distort now their visions And pull down the shutters, for damnation is near For damnation's near
Gave them their chances They fell to the ground I gave them all they had But they were not around They could not love They could not love Oh, they fell to the ground And I'm coming home