David Gilmour

Whatever it takes to break
Gotta do it
From the burning lake or the eastern gate
You'll get through it

Rattle that lock and lose those chains
Rattle that lock

Let's go do it
Have it all our way
Go back to where we blew it
And lose our heads along the way

So long sin, au revoir chaos
If there's a heaven, it can wait

Rattle that lock
Lose those chains

And all the other travellers
Become phantoms to our eyes
Furious are his revellers
Fallen angels in disguise

No discord, chance or rumour
Is going to enter of this place

So, let's get to it
It's calling like a flame
Through the darkness and the night
The world suspended on a golden chain

No discord, chance or rumour
Is going to enter of this place