Dead sing through me Uprising in shaman's translation Archival souls (Of) Squandering Transcending the threat The tarots are burned There'll come a time to gloat in the light Don't stop there, levitation This flesh claims dreams Mars haunts the skies Crimson and gleaming Lay thee rebel arms free Throttle their bones, wrangle its beasts There'll come a time to brave the blind (But) Don't stop their levitation Layman's translation morals be damned Its ignorance paramount (But) Kiss sin's feet in worship What we can't grovel in Will master our fate There'll come a time the cause will die (But) It won't stop there, levitation Levitation will knock you down to size