Vicious hate Behind precious drapes Gold restraints And fiscal chains. Held by the roots, you know your place Without the seeds no progress made They'll find their way They'll find their way to you You're crawling. From the skies of severed nations, falling Our face toward the storm Promise of saviour, heed it's call After all is taken and hearts are breaking A Dead sun calls your name And you are gone Gone for ever more Vicious hate Behind precious drapes Gold restraints And fiscal chains Held by the roots, you know your place Without the seeds no progress made They'll find their way They'll find their way to you You're crawling From the skies of severed nations, falling Our face toward the storm Promise of saviour, heed it's call After all is taken and hearts are breaking A Dead sun calls your name And you are gone Gone for ever more It will come for you... It will come for you... In darkest days In hardest times When we look the other way. *Three Times*