Testo di Temples of Praise

To await the day when you're removed from your place is that your lot? is that your reward? my mind is clearer than it ever was before for I reject that which can not be ignored I await the day when you're showing your true place you will beg and cry on the day that you die no amount of tears can stop what must be done any amount of fear forces you to come undone (chorus) nothing has changed genocide spawns rebirth in temples of praise only death is your escape from age to age generations waste their breath only from within can you truly face your death like a machine that harvests over the land like a perfect being following a master plan in lifes winter when your years are so called gold would you look back would you want to change your path bow down and receive your death to await the day when you're removed from your place is that your lot? is that your reward? no amount of tears can stop what must be done any amount of fear forces you to come undone (chorus)