I choose to be mentally freed from the grip of death In the night the candles bright burning in my mind 5,000 years of work has led us to the dirt Faith runs so dry while we look to the sky What you know you must forgo among the rest they shall detest Sealed within the work begins I’ve drawn to me the alchemy 5,000 years of work has left me with a smirk Faith runs so dry while you look to the sky Your god cares not how you live or die Those who speak the truth the people crucify