Fire made flesh
Renounce the throne
Screams split the sky
Fall to the sea
My heart has been reshaped
In the flames of treachery
Bent beneath the hammering blows
Of alienation, of alienation
It's now a dark thing of iron resolve
And unyielding hatred
Unyielding hatred
Grinding my teeth in contempt
Grinding my teeth in contempt
Free will made flesh
Reject the divine
With black sword in hand
My steps carry me back
Back to my tormentors
Back to my tormentors
I realize all the grim
Sternness of my own cold
Building with its wealth of breathing misery
And my own desolate heart to endure it all
But it's the curse of greatness
It must step over dead bodies to create new life
But it's the curse of greatness
It must step over dead bodies to create new life
And now there is change, the serpent has turned its head
The serpent has turned its head to strike its master
Those suffocating under dominion
Have broken their chains, we've broken our chains
Privilege destroyed, wealth ground to dust
Power laid to waste, power laid to waste
Grinding my teeth
With black swords in hand
Stepping over dead bodies
Creating new life
