In the heat of the day the world is breaking down
Castles  are turning into sand
Watch  out for the wind that just might blow you down
Some people are getting out of hand

In the heat of the night the city lights the sky
The  smoke in the air from miles around
Watch  of for the wind that just might pass you by
The city is burning to the ground

'Cause  all of the prophets and all of their debts
Will soon be forgiven, but don't you forget
That all of the prophets they robbed you to get
Will not save their souls

In  the heat of the day the sun will beat you down
So you better protect yourself for sure
Watch out for the wind that's bound to come around
Some people can't take it anymore

'Cause all of the prophets and all of their deaths
Will soon be forgiven, but don't you forget
That all of the prophets they prompt you to get
Will not save their souls