[intro: fading guitar feedback, light delay] [instrumental break: 16 bars, guitar solo, melodic phrasing with bends and vibrato] [live audience ambience, scattered applause] (Ooooohhhhhh) (Aaaaaahhhhhh) (Ooooohhhhhh) (Aaaaaahhhhhh) [Verse 1] Hear the tale of a traveller from an antique land who tells of two vast and trunkless legs of stone that stand in the desert. [Flourish] (Ooooohhhhhh) (Aaaaaahhhhhh) (Ooooohhhhhh) (Aaaaaahhhhhh) [Verse 2] Near them, on the sand Half-sunk a shattered visage lies whose frown, and wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command Tell that its sculptor well those passions read [Flourish] We’ve sought the sky, for moments passed (Ooooohhhhhh) (Aaaaaahhhhhh) We ought to cry, and yet we laugh (Ooooohhhhhh) (Aaaaaahhhhhh) [Pre-Chorus] The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed And on the pedestal these words appear [Chorus] We’ve sought the sky, for moments passed We ought to cry, and yet we laugh Entire empires are built of sand And they'll wash away, for nothing man made lasts. (nothing man made lasts) (nothing man made lasts) [Bridge] The lone and level sands stretch far away, For nothing man made lasts. [instrumental break: 16 bars, overdriven electric guitar solo, melodic phrasing with bends and vibrato] (Ooooohhhhhh) (Aaaaaahhhhhh) (Ooooohhhhhh) (Aaaaaahhhhhh) [Flourish] [instrumental break: 16 bars, leadGuitar solo, melodic phrasing with bends and vibrato] [instrumental break: 16 bars, leadGuitar solo, melodic phrasing with bends and vibrato] [instrumental break: 16 bars, leadGuitar solo, melodic phrasing with bends and vibrato] [instrumental break: 16 bars, leadGuitar solo, melodic phrasing with bends and vibrato] [Style: sad cthulhu industrial metal] [Sounds like: ghost, cradle of filth, iron maiden] [intstrumental: chunky chugging polyrhthmic riffs] [Build] [Verse 3] My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings: Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair! (despair! despair! despair!) Nothing beside remains. Round the decay Of that colossal wreck boundless and bare. [Pre-Chorus] The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed And on the pedestal these words appear [Chorus] We’ve sought the sky, for moments passed We ought to cry, and yet we laugh Entire empires are built of sand And they'll wash away, for nothing man made lasts. (nothing man made lasts) (nothing man made lasts) (Ooooohhhhhh) (Aaaaaahhhhhh) (Ooooohhhhhh) (Aaaaaahhhhhh) [build] (Ooooohhhhhh) (Aaaaaahhhhhh) (Ooooohhhhhh) (Aaaaaahhhhhh) [Finale] The lone and level sands stretch far away, For nothing man made lasts. (nothing man made lasts) (nothing man made lasts) (nothing man made lasts) (nothing man made lasts) [Big Finish] "My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings: Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!" (nothing man made lasts) (nothing man made lasts) [live audience APPLAUSE and CHEERING] [Vocalist, intimate] "This too, shall pass. So let's have some fun, okay?" [End]
