So many have lost their way   So many have fallen to their grip of faith   Controlled by their words of hate   Divided we ravage our homelands      The abundance of numbness can claim self rule   Diseased transmission can claim us all      A system of panic enslaves   The binding obtainment brings darker days   A stand must be taken to save   No cries for us, the War is waged   It's done      I strive to find my way   My Will be done   Work these hands until they bleed   My Will be done   I'll listen for the call   My Will be done   Now pray for your miracle   My Will be done      No cries for us, the War is waged   My Will be done      The abundance of numbness can claim self rule   Diseased transmission can claim us all      So many have lost their way   So many have fallen to their grip of faith   Controlled by their words of hate   Divided we perish      I strive to find my way   My Will be done   Work these hands until they bleed   My Will be done   I'll listen for the call   My Will be done   Now pray for your miracle   My Will be done