Grace, pride, tell me what's your name   crippled will with tomorrow's pill   cause I feel no pain and I can't remember who's to blame...      this is not my home, this is not my home   but the source was always known   My grain      I beg, you steal, do you show me your signs of sin   blistered and torn by the pure and reborn   when they're just like us and remember man, they cave in...      this is not my home, this is not my home   but the source was always known   My grain   this is not my home, this is not my home   but the source was always known   My grain      war stone, do you write your name in trust?   word to the wise my instincts rise   all your heroes are gone and the proud ones have turned to dust, seven dust   you can kill my pride but my heads still flying      my grain   my grain   my grain   my.......