Paroles de What Sleeps Within

My Faith is written in my blood And my gods within my Image I stand within the Sun unblinking And Rise within it's Rays It is not enough to kindle the Fire One must be the Fire It is not enough to Face Tomorrow When there is Time enough Today So long this savage beast has been Slumbered (too long) Shackled and bound no longer For I am both Sacrifice and Solution Has the world made you? Have you made the world? There are strange times I ask you... Generations of Messiahs As Grist to the Mill All with the world to sell And a world to win Yet looking no further Then yesterday Dictator Or yesterdays Traitor [Our rage insurmountable, out thirst and desire unquenchable, about seizing the day, the moment, the very fire behind the eyes, within the veins, to conquer sterility, stagnation, burn away the veils of falsehood. A natural equilibrium is restored...]