The ability of an own voice
Is a gift, blessed and praised
So why try and hide yourself
Behind the statue of an empire raised
Hail to the throne
Feed the king
The ability of an own voice
Is a gift, blessed and praised
So why try and hide yourself
Behind the statue of an empire raised
Hail to the throne
Feed the king
Let perish, the rest of it
In a flock there is no room to grow
Let perish, the voice of it
The shepherd will let ... let you drown
The ability of an own voice
Is a gift, blessed and praised
Hail to the throne
Feed the king
Hail to the throne
Feed the king
The ability of an own faith
Is a gift, blessed and praised
So why try and hide yourself
Behind the statue of an empire ruined
Hail to the throne ...
