four hundred miles in the snow
and we're still not there
one thousand scars in my soul
and i still don't care
four million prayers must be told
for my mind to bare
one hundred knives in my back
and you still don't dare
four thousand days in the sun
and we still don't burn
one million times we will die
and the world still turns
every fear is an eye to the soul
every scar is a part of the whole
there's no truth to set you free
four hundred nights, in the dark
and we still don't see
one thousand lives, must be lived
for our eyes to meet
four million men, are conceived
for one king to be
one hundred times, i am slain
for my life to seize
four thousand loves must be lost
for the soul to learn
one million stars must be lit
for the world to burn