Grace, pride, tell me what's your name? Crippled will with tomorrow's pill 'Cause I feel no pain and I can't remember Whose to blame This is not my home This is not my home But the source was always known My grain I beg, you steal, do you show me your signs of a sin Blistered and torn by the pure & reborn But they're just like us and remember man They cave in This is not my home This is not my home But the source was always known My grain War stone, do you write your name in trust? Word to the wise my instincts rise All your heros are gone and the proud Ones have turned to dust You can kill my pride but my heads still Flying! My grain My grain My grain Migrane