the iron hand it ain t match for the iron rod the strongest wall will crumble and fall to a mighty god for all those who have eyes and all those who have ears it is only he who can reduce me to tears dont you cry and dont you die and dont you burn for like a thief in the night hell replace wrong with right when he returns truth is an arrow and the gate is narrow that it passes through he unleashed his power at an unknown hour that no one knew how long can i listen to the lies of prejudice how long can i stay drunk on fear out in the wilderness can i cast it aside all this loyalty and this pride will i ever learn that therell be no peace that the war wont cease until he returns surrender your crown on this bloodstained ground take off your mask he sees your deeds he knows your needs even before you ask how long can you falsify and deny what is real how long can you hate yourself for the weakness you conceal of every earthly plan that be known to man he is unconcerned hes got plans of his own to set up his throne when he returns