From the unrelenting beat of a pounding drum

From the seizing breast of a wicked beast

(we survive)

In the hallowed marriage of sound and revolt

To the hollowed, disparaged, shed and molt, overdue!

Splintering fingers, gore strewn across each hand

(sinking stone [x2])

Splintering fingers, gore strewn across each hand

(sinking stone [x2])

Pray for a way out of here

Pray for a way



No animal in all the kingdom shall ever strike me down

A coward in his finest moment

Heavy is the head that wears the crown, c'mon!

Be swift and painless, not a glancing blow right to the back of the head

To the back of the head

Be swift and painless, not a glancing blow

(sinking stone [x2])

Pray for a way out of here

Pray for a way



A long, slow pull on the briar

Ready, aim,



When the fire burns, callusing

Topping off the urns, a sound remains



Look to the actor in the heavy armor, his metal shakes

Listen well to the deafening clamor whimpering makes

Look now to the unassuming, unwavering

Standing before the heavens, screaming

Bring on the storm

Bring on the storm, bring on the rain

Bring on the jesters and bring on the pain

Bring on the storm, bring on the rain

Bring on the jesters and bring on the pain



The seed is planted, let the roots reach far and wide, and let it grow tall

Let the rings remain intact on the inside

And though the autumn brings a fall of leaves

Let it grow tall

The seed is planted, let the roots reach far and wide, and let it grow tall

Let the rings remain intact on the inside

And though the autumn brings a fall of leaves

Let it grow tall



Look now to the unassuming, unwavering

Standing before the heavens, screaming

Bring on the storm [x2]