High on the ancient horse, bringing the sword of stone Long have they heard the call, the voices that caught them all Slaughter and pain is prayed, seeking to k** in one Growing the powerweed, sharping the blades of steel He saw the rules become, follow like slaves beyond Carving a bong for fight, clearing the mind from shame You're in my mind, so slow I can't breathe, my mind holding my head My mind is alone, never I hide You know I smoke, but I'll never die, I know I'll die...