Текст песни Tides Of Fire

I'm not the only one Who can put out the fire I only want to be left alone Wise man high upon your hill Please hear the prayers we cry You we beseech We rest our hopes on the promise Of your good name I'm not your providence I live, I breathe I cannot stop the flood An eye for an eye, The innocent fallen The cities are dead, The guilty are dust Walking the hillsides, Dotted by followers Ritual blindness, Bookkeepers in their citadels The wrath of princes and kings A flood not of water but flame Evil born of sovereignty Patterns are followed the same It comes again The sand of the ages is falling away Knowledge and violence, Hand over hand Are up from their graves Wisdom is left in the dirt Solo I've seen the wrath Of princes and kings Flood not of water but flame Evil born of sovereignty Patterns are followed the same