Unable to see the [bad word] of man
 Carrying the sins of his father's deeds
 Born weak but blessed with inner fire
 Taught how to dream learned to hope
 Designed to be saviour

 Starring in innocent eyes
 So clear and quire
 Reflecting the circles
 Of a thousand lies

 Baptizing everything
 Burning through anything

 Unable to see
 Beyond [bad word]  Breaking under the weight
 Of his father's sins
 Born strong an cursed with inner fire
 Taught how to kill learned to reign
 Designed to be a king

 Dishonoring thy father's sins
 Spitting on their graves
 My memories rebuild savaged lands
 Give birth to new shores
 My last supper is near

 Guilty eyes muddy and vagrant
 Starring at me
 Cutting through the circles of a thousand lives

 Erasing everything
 Burning down everyone

 Innocent eyes tainted by guilt
 Judged as traitor
 For speaking lies
 Unchained and misjudged
 For dreaming free
 Time [bad word] out
 Last supper served
 The hangman waits in devil's shape

 Now it's time to trade
 My blood and flesh
 This is my pact
 For a better world