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


we will carry that flame


the fire is in our name
we will carry that flame