To the wise men of this sphere
Is there one who can truly hear
Through the madness to the haunted call
Then you’ll be standing when the giants fall

So you say what can I do?
How can one voice filter through?
Well don’t give up and don’t you ever crawl
And you’ll be standing when the giants fall

Everywhere you go, tell everyone you know
The obsolete control you, senseless men don’t own you
Until you’ve lost it all

His eyes shut tight with apathy
The sleeping giant can be seized
Just hold your ground until you’ve got it all
And you’ll be standing when the giants fall

So to the wise men of this sphere
Is there one who can truly hear
Through the madness to the haunted call
Then you’ll be standing when the giants fall
Then you’ll be standing when the giants fall
Then you’ll be standing when the giants fall