Cross the wasteland I've been walking
From the tower now I'm free
I feel the guardian's eyes upon me, watching
In my mind his words still linger
Those words turned my world around
Can I believe that what he said will save me
"All lies, all words, all sermons
All fear, all dreams - You must bring them down"
Horrible. Terrible.
More and more becoming what I have to be
Herecy. Destiny.
I'll show them all that one day like me you'll be free
The Persecution of the chosen
The mighty arrogance of secret lore
Once forbidden words are spoken, whispered
In the corners of the streets it's spreading
In the factories and in the stores
Words of freedom will transform
Into words of war
All lies, all words, all sermons
All fear, all dreams - I'll bring them down
