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