we ve become ill from the power constricted in our minds we are a mark of the beast our father claimed us not to be why must we take strength from a man so pure and laugh at the words he claimed would set us assail a stranger a man falling astray i know you re screaming to help but some things must be we are not good we are not proud we are not good we are not proud move and let your wings be your light move onwards and let your wings be your light move onwards and let your wings be your light we have fallen into the arms of a bad man and we will weep until the light shines down take the hand of this certainty take the hand of this certainty his vultures gather to steal every little piece of our souls the rotten and decayed words oh moving onwards moving onwards they speak they speak they speak crown me your king for all my wrongdoings you ve never seen my purest actions we are a mark of the beast our father claimed us not to be my father please guide us in prosperity my father please guide us in prosperity