Into the valley of grey
Mist so thick, unable to see
What have I become, who will be?
Great ones, please me!!!
Mortal ones, godly ones
Right, wrong come on strong
What does it mean, what will I be?
Salvation, unleash me!!!
Chorus:
Royal blood running through my veins
Loyal blood created in thy name
Gathering thoughts
Pragmatic... against all odds!!!
Children as spotless as the sky
Darkness brighter than the sun
Embraced by the powerful skyey
The empty circle has begun!!!
Every bird...
Every tree...
Created to be free...
Created to create, a miracle
A meaningless misery
Chorus.
The light of the moon and the sun
Will never be as one
So be it, we will overcome
Mark my words, we will overcome...