I've spent my life trudging through stations of the cross
I'm no messiah
And every day and night I celebrate my loss
And I'm on fire
I see four horsemen ride in

I watch the lightning strike, it illustrates the scenes
Of tragedy
I see the rain come down, imprison the unclean
Imprison me
I need salvation, and soon

(brief bass solo behind guitar and drums)

I hear a voice cry out and realise it's mine
I am undying
Too many agonising fears march in line
Or am I lying?
I need a promise to break

(guitar cuts out, then drums, then, finally, bass)