The yellow dung is piled to the knee, Maggots crawl inside the tree. Thirty years of rotting straw, Packed against the muddy floor. The bronze shovel strikes the stone, And drops beside the broken bone. One single day to clear the lands, The wall is broken by the hands. [Pre-Chorus, Break the marble. Turn the bed. Wash the living. Drag the dead. The wall is broken by the hands! [Chorus, One day of filth! The muddy water tears the wall! One day of filth! The rotten stalls begin to fall! The river breaks the ancient stone! The current carries horn and bone! The roaring flood divides the dirt! The king denies the promised herd! [Verse 2, Bare hands swing down the bronze-bound maul, The shattered blocks begin to fall. Two roaring rivers break the bed, The water crashes through the shed. The dead hooves tumble in the flood, The rising current churns with mud. The stench is washed into the sea, The king stands quiet by the tree. [Pre-Chorus, Break the marble. Turn the bed. Wash the living. Drag the dead. Two roaring rivers break the bed! [Chorus, One day of filth! The muddy water tears the wall! One day of filth! The rotten stalls begin to fall! The river breaks the ancient stone! The current carries horn and bone! The roaring flood divides the dirt! The king denies the promised herd! [Bridge The yard is clean. The water stops. The mud dries up across the crops. The king shuts tight the cattle gate. The empty hands are left to wait. Drag the dead... Wash the stone... [Final Chorus One day of filth! The muddy water tears the wall! One day of filth! The rotten stalls begin to fall! The river breaks the ancient stone! The current carries horn and bone! The roaring flood divides the dirt! The king denies the promised herd! The king denies the promised herd! [Outro, The dung is ground beneath the nails. The flies rise black above the rails. Fifth labor falls.
