It's bright; rising sun is dancing on the back of a saving justice, fusing beads of sweat
He's anointed to save the nation, vanity erupts with movement, a movement from upstream
Behind every assertion, lie cryptic warnings
A glow which fills the mouth of an Asiatic feline, the stance of poised attack affirming his pride
Embracing assault, this cordial goodbye is written in blood
The age of innocence awake, reviving infamy so alive, another cryptic martyr
In place of where to hide, there's a narrow path divided, and the innocence has died
No we won't believe this fate to be all of ours, there's freedom tonight
We won't believe the hope is dead, not this time
Move mountains with strength not quite of this world
Nurtured in a barren womb, a pre-destined potential
The hours growing faster than the seed that is choked by thorns
Now, become the cryptic martyr, and this potential leader will fall as a lesson and rise as a hero, with a life spent seeking demise
I'll find with the aftermath turning back, a seasoned observation
A tainted promise, broken heart, faced now with conviction
And in time, we all fall
In need of saving answers, we're tortured to light, seeing without eyes
Cry out Samson, see without eyes
Cry out Samson, see without eyes
In all winds, seek anchor, the storm will soon be still