Be careful where you tread
Gently place your feet
Or you may fall to a dark place
Where the demons dwell

Be cautious my friend
Or you will know my hell

Have me hold your hand
Justify the means
If we go together
If we might make it through

But in this desolate place
I don't know what to do

If you fall then I will fail to
Cause this life means nothing without you

Step gently, tread softly, hold your breath, and count to ten

Make a wish, wake the dead
We fight though we cannot fly
But in this wasteland
The least we can do is try

We stand on crumbling floors reaching down to depths
If we fall, when we fall from above Hell to a thin paper veil