Cul-de-sac - Genesis, Phil Collins, Tony Banks

Far below, where shadows fester as they grow

An army thousands strong, obsessed by right and wrong

Sense their time is coming near

So they turn towards the light from their region of the night

Marching on and on

They near the air, it won’t be long

You know you’re on the way out

It’s just a matter of time

You thought you’d rule the world forever

Long live the king, don’t spare the loser

After all, you’re not what you thought you were at all

You’re just a natural fact, another Cul-De-Sac

On nature’s hard unfeeling trail

Now all those dreams of old will be stories left untold

Cut off in your prime, extinct until the end of time

You know you’re on the way out

It’s just a matter of time

You thought you’d rule the world forever

Long live the king, don’t spare the loser

Now the host emerges, a shadow starts to fall

Not one knows what hit them, none can see at all

Even as the end approaches still they’re not aware

How can you fight a foe so deadly

When you don’t even know it’s there?

And now that the job is almost done

Maybe some escape, no, not even one

You know you’re on the way out

It’s just a matter of time

You thought you’d rule the world forever

Long live the king, don’t spare the loser