See the man who stands upon the hill

He dreams of all the battles won

But fate had left its scars upon his faceWith all the damage they had done

And so time, with age

It turns the page

Let the flesh

Submit itself to gravity

Let our bodies lay

Mark our hearts with shame

Let our blood in vain

You find God in pain

Now

If your convictions were a passing phase

May your ashes feed the river in the morning rays

And as the vermin crawls we lay in the foundations of decay

He was there, the day the towers fell

And so he wandered down the road

And we would all build towers of our own

Only to watch the roots corrode

But it′s much too late

You're in the race

So we′ll press

And press 'til you can't take it anymore

Let our bodies lay

Mark our hearts with shame

Let our blood in vain

You find God in pain

And if by his own hand his spirit flies

Take his body as a relic to be canonized

Now

And so he gets to die a saint but she will always be a whore

(You look stressed out)

Against faith (cage all the animals)

Against all life (′cause the message must be pure)

Against change (you can wander through the ruins)

We are plagued (but the poison is the cure)

You must fix your heart

And you must build an altar where it swells

When the storm it gains

And the sky it rains

Let it flood

Let it flood

Let it wash away

And as you stumble through your last crusade

Will you welcome your extinction in the morning rays?

And as the swarm it calls we lay in the foundations

Yes, it comforts me much more

Yes, it comforts me much more

To lay in the foundations of decay

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