So many have fallen to their grip of faith

Controlled by their words of hate

Divided, we ravage our homelands

The abundance of of numbness can claim self-rule

Diseased transmission can claim us all

A system of panic enslaves

The binding obtainment brings darker days

A stand must be taken to save

No cries for us, the war is waged

It's done

I strive to find my way

My will be done

Work these hands until they bleed

My will be done

I'll listen for the call

My will be done

Now pray for your miracle

My will be done

No cries for us, the war is waged

My will be done

The abundance of numbness can claim self-rule

Diseased transmission can claim us all

So many have lost their way

So many have fallen to their grip of faith

Controlled by their words of hate

Divided, we perish

Now I strive to find my own way

My will be done

Work these hands until they bleed

My will be done

I`ll listen for the call

My will be done

Now pray for your miracle

My will be done