When it seems there's nothing left to pray for, And all you'd ever hoped for or wanted to achieve is spiralling down into the void, to penetrate the secret is the only thing to do
Because we're drowning in blood, and clutching at straws while reaching for a piece of the truth, we're gonna set the world on fire and the light of the beacon will guide us through
Taken through the 7 spheres to redeem your fears, in spite of all the misdemeanours of an unlearnt race called Man, to the edge of no tomorrow where a cold wind blows, to fuel the fire of generations who've returned to take control
Of Mother Earth, with severing thorns, clutching the Promethean sword, we're gonna set the word in stone, and shine the light of the beacon onto other worlds
Reached for the summit of Olympus, came back down to tell the fools, reached for the omens from Shamballa, 72 masters with the magic power, received the signal with astral sight, conversing with the lords of Aghartha, now the time has come, glittering horns of Amon Ra, now the dawn has come, glittering horns of Amon Ra, now the dawn has come, god-eyes in the dark
Then a crack appears in the capstone, all mankind watching meteors ride the tail of the comet Wormwood rolling up the sky, to the edge of no tomorrow where a cold wind hides
Drowning in blood, and clutching at straws, with severing thorns in the womb, we're gonna set the world on fire and shine that light, drop that line, shine that light into your tomb

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