A mask offends under the cover of night
Despite the request of God's chosen
A generation seeketh after a sign, and none shall be given
The plate of ambiguity, and indifference
O, who am I, a lonely traveler on the road
Forced to make a decision
Lost beneath the winds of time, rather run and not hide
The destitute is forsaken
Gently calming and relaxing, a sea of forgetfulness
Alas, the pool is filled with blood, and the fires are quenched
I will seek a fortune, and only find death, and betrayal
Along the path of the righteous
And within the abode lies dormant the Spirit of God
His task is to elevate the sounds
The arrival of His sonship demands restraint
And a holy fire will fall
Despite the request of God's chosen
A generation seeketh after a sign, and none shall be given
The plate of ambiguity, and indifference
O, who am I, a lonely traveler on the road
Forced to make a decision
Lost beneath the winds of time, rather run and not hide
The destitute is forsaken
Gently calming and relaxing, a sea of forgetfulness
Alas, the pool is filled with blood, and the fires are quenched
I will seek a fortune, and only find death, and betrayal
Along the path of the righteous
And within the abode lies dormant the Spirit of God
His task is to elevate the sounds
The arrival of His sonship demands restraint
And a holy fire will fall