Then ripped apart at their roots
The present is well out of hand
I'll observe with a pitiful eye
When savagery returns for good reason
There's no turning back the last stand
Soulless and bent on destruction
The grip of a mercenary hand
A request well beyond you and I
Struggle between right and wrong
Heart and soul, one will burn
One will burn, one will burn
The present is well out of hand
Beyond all this good the terror
Heart and soul, one will burn
And humbly ask for forgiveness
Heart and soul, one will burn
Heart and soul, one will burn
Existence, well, what does it matter
Heart and soul, one will burn
A circus, complete with all fools
The past is now part of my future
Heart and soul, one will burn
Foundations that lasted the ages
An abyss that lasted creation
You take my place in the show-down
I exist on the best terms I can
