Wandering the inner palace Hiding our thoughts in endless dreams we never wake from Leaving emptiness inside us
As we fail to cure the blindness Better shut your eyes and let the blood feed the earth Stones are falling down the hill Are they here to break your bones?
Take all the bastards down Holy words were spoken Take all the bastards down Never see us coming
Sacred fire lives inside your heart So collide the chains of yours Hear that stone that falling down the hill? Make it burn, make it burn
Let the voice of the wretched Be the sound of the doom Live to carry the flame Live to carry the wisdom