burning, hammer on... Still chained to the world Oh, our circle still turns It's not fair, it's not fair undead
Don't tell me life is for the living The voices that I hear say it's not so I fear they just pretend to hold the answer... They tell me life's what
So it came The first day of the new religion Saw the God with the cold eyes Only then did I realize we had sold out It's been a week now and I'm starting
In my world there is nothing quite like this pain All your dreams, your illusions They're like tears in the rain Eyes stare blank You don't reach don
I see, the sun will turn Blood-red it changes over me For three days I suffered the poisonous gold Made Cyrus the God-sent King Oh memories of old For
Mark my words, I won't care Never tread where angels dare Precious few shine like you Fewer still are aware of the dead and his son I don't know, where
savior burning, hammer on... Still chained to the world Oh, our circle still turns It's not fair, it's not fair undead
I hear the priests call to the people They say the Gods need human blood And now the crowd cries so much louder Spells has been cast now they're waiting
I am near you tonight I'm the dark, the dead, I'm the light Hear a voice through the black Soon to burn with the angels As you open the door There is
Strange were the days that passed Unreal and unexplained I knew nought of their secret rites or of their hidden ways The servants child, the beaten prone
Make me an offer I cannot refuse Sell me your nightmares, your fears Tell me the difference I live with the dead Tell me of joy and of tears Grant me
