Give me back
What was mine

Give me back my essence
Cast aside impertinence

You may be ancient, but I know all your weapons
You will try to trick me again
I know before there was no thought to the pretense
But your cloak, has been cast aside

And what I see now is not fate
But a vicious thief of soul complete
You'll buy your time and be gone in a second
When the coming is here, you'll be desolate

Unveil my eyes, to see my god in glory
Unveil my eyes, to see my god in glory

Am I still sleeping?
Or am I awake?
It feels so real, but it cannot be
But it can't (but it can't) but it cannot be
But it can't (but it can't) but it cannot be

I can stand before you now, with everything shallow in my life
And when the coming of the time is set, when the coming is here

You'll be desolate! (3x)

Send em' to the wolves!