Из альбома: Recordings 89–91
Time has come we grow
Impatiently we hunger
We open our gleaming eyes
And from your troubles arise
Time has come I've lost
All I wanted I took at any cost
Everything I loved is gone
Endless greed for wealth and power
For what purpose when my love of life's devoured
I spill a silent tear for what's to be done
Fine
So be it your existence shall be mine
Soul departs from body
I will call you servant and you'll call me divine
Inverted visions in your watery eyes
Heed your father's call
There's no need for any lies
Time to die...