My grin grows wider
As the fires burn hotter
But this is short lived for
Even from this frozen pit
I can still hear above
The laughter of his chosen people
You curse my name and
You call me evil and
His grand design
The truth of it all
To keep
You blind to the grand palindrome of life
You'll never see how he has tricked
You blind to the grand palindrome of life
To keep
The truth of it all
His grand design
You call me evil and
You curse my name and
The laughter of his chosen people
I can still hear above
Even from this frozen pit
But this is short lived for
As the fires burn hotter
My grin grows wider.
