Texty: The Human Abstract. Harbinger.

Inching nearer each and every moment feel the rhythm of our drums
Searching, seeking forward thinking, a dawning of mind that we create
A border breaking for the taking, words that remind us to awake
I dont need a bold commandment, Ive got one of my own
Stand alone
Lets watch Babylon fall, our captivity
Vices of the kingdom, exile in luxury
Youll hear the darkest voice say
Bow before, crawl beneath, Dance around my altar If you grovel long enough
Someday I will let you be as pure

(Thanks to amy for these lyrics)