A world full of clashing skulls and seething rage
Last stop shaping up as a firing range
Where's the voice of gentleness?
Buried under stones cast by blind men
I warn ya
We're comin'
We're coming for ya
Hard love is unchanging when tested
When tried
Keeps holding, keeps steady
Don't change with the changing times
Would you know a world where love prevails -
Firm against a storm of violence?
Every soul, immersed in Grace
The old Empire of Stone, gone without a trace
