I cast my heart unto the beast Unto my sin I would never find my faith in this belief unseen again The solitude of youth My conscience wearing thin I will suffer my infliction as a desecrated man
But the fear, the blood, the sweat and sound They brought me here to wait for the will to appear
We were blinded by the sacred light They carried us away Like a razor through the dark that night My destiny
Now the weight of living word Come calling true And my heart will drink the blood of death my soul forever knew On the reverence of a voice My clarity of you The king of whom I never was has run my spirit through