Wherever you are
You will live on in my memory
Whoever you are
Your immortality haunts me
Perspiration on his brow
Can you see the early warning
Nothing now can stop the man
That believes it is his calling
Crowds of people stand around
But no one seems to notice
Come the time to detonate
All the world will focus
So where is your god right now
While you're dying in the street
And do the dead have a choice
Which maker will they meet
Bow down, people bow down
To your immortal memory
Your faith is just a bloodstain on the ground
Of your immortal memory
You justify your reasons to die
For your immortal memory
But the blood spilt in your name will never dry
On your immortal memory
Martyrs fuel the pious prayers
That claim to save his nation
But the moral code is lock and load
And self gratification
Those he dies for die beside him
His will became their grief
Survivors run like refugees
From this war of blind belief
So what of your people now
As they lie dead in the street
Too late to realize
That there weas no one to meet
Bow down, people bow down
To your immortal memory
Your faith is just a bloodstain on the ground
Of your immortal memory
You justify your reasons to die
For your immortal memory
But the blood spilt in your name will never dry
On your immortal memory
Bow down, people bow down
To your immortal memory
Bow down, people bow down
Of your immortal memory
Bow down, people bow down
For your immortal memory
Now you pray to the god, you never found
Your immortal memory
Wherever you are
You will live on in my memory
You will live on in my memory
Whoever you are
Your immortality haunts me
Perspiration on his brow
Can you see the early warning
Nothing now can stop the man
That believes it is his calling
Crowds of people stand around
But no one seems to notice
Come the time to detonate
All the world will focus
So where is your god right now
While you're dying in the street
And do the dead have a choice
Which maker will they meet
Bow down, people bow down
To your immortal memory
Your faith is just a bloodstain on the ground
Of your immortal memory
You justify your reasons to die
For your immortal memory
But the blood spilt in your name will never dry
On your immortal memory
Martyrs fuel the pious prayers
That claim to save his nation
But the moral code is lock and load
And self gratification
Those he dies for die beside him
His will became their grief
Survivors run like refugees
From this war of blind belief
So what of your people now
As they lie dead in the street
Too late to realize
That there weas no one to meet
Bow down, people bow down
To your immortal memory
Your faith is just a bloodstain on the ground
Of your immortal memory
You justify your reasons to die
For your immortal memory
But the blood spilt in your name will never dry
On your immortal memory
Bow down, people bow down
To your immortal memory
Bow down, people bow down
Of your immortal memory
Bow down, people bow down
For your immortal memory
Now you pray to the god, you never found
Your immortal memory
Wherever you are
You will live on in my memory