A journey through the Lamb
Wisdom stems from brute a**ault
On a wheelchair I am strapped with chains, your chains
Tears on your constructed icons
You must kneel for seven miles
On a wheelchair I am strapped with chains, your chains
Waiting for the sun to shine
Crafted to delay
Crafted to delay
Crafted to delay
Crafted to delay
Redeem an emissary
To remit all my sins
On a wheelchair I am strapped with chains, your chains
The ascendant fear of man,
Casualty has been misused
On a wheelchair I am strapped with chains, your chains
Waiting for the sun to shine
Crafted to delay
Crafted to delay
Crafted to delay
Crafted to delay
Reconstruct your shrine
No one is your believer today
When I reach the boatman's haven
I won't hear the anthems calling
Wheelchair will be vacant from chains, your chains (x2)
Waiting for the sun to shine
Crafted to delay
Crafted to delay
Crafted to delay
Crafted to delay
Reconstruct your shrine
Wisdom stems from brute a**ault
On a wheelchair I am strapped with chains, your chains
Tears on your constructed icons
You must kneel for seven miles
On a wheelchair I am strapped with chains, your chains
Waiting for the sun to shine
Crafted to delay
Crafted to delay
Crafted to delay
Crafted to delay
Redeem an emissary
To remit all my sins
On a wheelchair I am strapped with chains, your chains
The ascendant fear of man,
Casualty has been misused
On a wheelchair I am strapped with chains, your chains
Waiting for the sun to shine
Crafted to delay
Crafted to delay
Crafted to delay
Crafted to delay
Reconstruct your shrine
No one is your believer today
When I reach the boatman's haven
I won't hear the anthems calling
Wheelchair will be vacant from chains, your chains (x2)
Waiting for the sun to shine
Crafted to delay
Crafted to delay
Crafted to delay
Crafted to delay
Reconstruct your shrine