Protomen - The Fall lyrics

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[Joe kicked the motorcycle's engine back to life. He

Spun the bike and raced towards the city. Passing under

The cold glow of screen after menacing screen. Reports

Coming in of an incident in the outer rim. Reports of

An armed assailant. Reports of a growing threat to

Public safety.

Choir:

Climb.

Joe tore through the streets. A missile aimed at the

Metal spire towering above the city. The great steel

Arm holding a torch of fear. The main telescreen was

Designed to be visible from almost anywhere in the

City. The destruction of that screen would be felt by

Every man and every woman in the city. He thought of

The children. How, for the first time, they would know

A world without that screen. Without the constant,

Mind-numbing barrage of misinformation. Silence. Had he

Ever encountered silence? Soon.

Climb.

The street was ending. Joe revved the engine. No

Hesitation. No fear. The motorcycle bounded over the

Curb, launched off the steps in front of the tower, and

Landed jarringly upon the hard, slick marble of the

Plaza. Losing traction, the tires skidded out ahead of

The heavy iron frame. The bike pitched. Joe kicked hard

Against the bike. Inertia kept him glued to it. He

Rolled over on to his stomach and clawed frantically at

The smooth marble, trying to slow himself.

Climb to the top of the world.

The bike would not be slowed. It slid rapidly toward

The main entrance. The steel doors secured tightly for

The evening. The wheels caught on the final few steps

Leading up to the doors. The bike spun upright and left

The marble floor. 600 pounds of iron and chrome roared,

End over end, towards the entrance, crashed into the

Steel doors, and exploded. Joe's momentum halted just

Inches from the steps. Sirens erupted around him.

And as you stand tall, you will see...

He pushed himself to his feet and ran towards the

Flames. Hurdling the mangled carcass of the bike, he

Entered the tower lobby and headed for the stairs.

Flight after flight, Joe took two and three steps at a

Time. His chest nearly collapsed under the strain. His

Legs never hesitated. Finally, he reached the door

Leading to the roof. Joe kicked hard and stepped into

The cool night air. He had to act quickly. He threw his

Bag down next to the transmitter. Reaching inside, he

Wrapped his hands around the detonator. Holding it

Tightly, he turned and started back to the stairs.

That when you fall...

He'd taken three long strides when the explosion ripped

His feet from the tarred roof. Joe didn't hear the

Explosion. The shock wave of the blast knocked him

Unconscious instantaneously.

You will fall from a height most men will never reach.

Light had nearly reached the plaza. He watched as the

Flames erupted from the top of the shimmering tower,

Setting aglow the clouds above. Among the debris cast

Off the bulding by the explosion, he spotted what could

Only be a human body, twisting lifelessly as it

Plummeted towards the earth. Light held onto the hope

That the falling body was not the one he feared it must

Be. As it approached the ground, Light's fears were

Confirmed as he made out the glare of the flames above

Reflected in a scarred blast shield. He watched as

Joe's body landed with a dull thump upon the small

Patch of grass in a courtyard on the south side of the

Building.

By the time Light had reached the boy's body, a crowd

Had gathered. As he stood in the center of the circle

Of onlookers, another explosion rattled the ground.

Then another. And another. In the distance he could

See, one by one, the telescreens splintering and

Erupting into flames.]