This town is dark, a thousand buildings falling down The dying spark, another day of selling out – 'try making a new start somewhere' There's nothing proud about the man who's growing older, living on fallen hopes A Falling shroud across the North – the Empire's gold, supplier of men and coal
Shoot them down in the wars of the world Shoot them down in the peace without word of warning
This city sleeps, this city gave you ships of steel, she gave you the nation's fist She's old and tired but in her day she gave you everything and more She will give you nothing now No wheels turn against the burning clouds of Northern summer night, this night Tears burn, another tired and empty town closes down
Shoot them down in the wars of the world Shoot them down in the wars of the world Shoot them down in the wars of the world Shoot them down in the peace without word of warning