The Source Becoms Desert
Set the fire burns the nation
Feel the power of the new temptation
Choose the path to retaliation
Here's the holy word becoming matter
Here's the holy son becoming father
Here's the first name
Here's the silence becoming louder
Here's the darkest doom becoming the brighter
Here's the last word
Feel the grace of the seventh wonder
Is a tear in the Holy Graal
On the flames that warm up the essence
That hybrids life and death
Feel the grace of the seventh wonder
Is a tear in the Holy Graal
On the flames that warm up the essence
that hybrids soul and flesh
When the holiness causes damnation
(Through) pain and sorrow feel elation
Is a command or an invocation?
Here's the Holy Source becoming desert
Here's the thunder engraved on the tablets
Here's the last day
Here's the sky that hides Jerusalem
Here's the dumb breed of mathusalem
Here's the first dawn
Feel the grace of the seventh wonder
Is a tear in the Holy Graal
On the flames that warm up the essence
That hybrids life and death
If you want to find the key for this chains
If you want to search the walk of Cain
If you want to suck the blood from my veins
If you want to feed at my flesh
(I'm the tainted, at the stake tainted)
I close my eyes
Glory and despise
Holy promise
Before my eyes
Feel the grace of the seventh wonder
Is a tear in the Holy Graal
On the flames that warm up the essence
That hybrids life and death
On the ruins of the seventh wonder
I see the omen of the things to come
Wrapped up in a light blinding
On the field of his own defeat
God will build with bricks and stones
Before the breakdown of his clay feet.
