Wizard, at the end there will be blood
From the inner thought withed
I disturb the thoughts, binds
Somewhere hither it's done
Where lining days must pa** the
Treason of the fowl filled nadir
KILLING OF THE THOUGHTS, BLINDING OF THE MIND
THE FURY FOR THE FORSAKEN THAT NEVER READ
THE UNKNOWING THAT THINK LIFE'S FOR THE LIVING
YOU WILL FIND ALL THE ANSWERS IN THE BOOK OF THE UNIVERSE!
HUAHR!
DESTROY ALL THE FLOCK THAT THEIR MIND THEY ENCLOSE
THEIR FOCUS IS NONE AND UNDERSTANDING IS STILL
AND THE BIGOTRY IN THEIR HEADS IS RIDING
HUAHR!!!
(Instrumental break)