Из альбома: Chaotic Silence
Behold the blindly guiding liar, will guide through serpents tongue
He speaks his words and praise his name
He carries forth and so forsakes
Deem him he could call a thief, in case he felt contrite
Though glorify for he's a god, and follow me through heavens heart
- I grant you power, grant you might I take with 1 the other smite
- If he be me, you'd call your king, then lead by me, and give you strength
"My prot