The outside world has it's own open sores by our mores To be sanitized
Filthy! Unclean! What do they fear? This is their evil this year Why do
They fear? The clearly defined "Bad guys" Follow whomever you believe and
Raise a torch to our family, the bl inded mind and eye is their disease We
Are more in death then they'll ever be They will all follow suit and
Execute a sentence of death for malicious fools You will not bend but break
Our wills The smell of burning blood and still the ladder clung to g ether,
Around one The embodiment of the pure, but yet she burned The demiurge
Her breath never wavered, heart never faltered until the last Beware the
Hands of fear We were the light they could not see But where the bloodline
Ends is where you begin You, the enlightened