You fear the excusion   And you pray for salvation   How low you can go?   And what does your god allow?   Absorb the absurd   No reason to cry   But a reason to die   So come with me   And we will ride   Among those whose nations collide      Take my hand and we will buy the tickets...   Take my hand and we will go through the decades...      To heavenly hell   What? He might be the way   He might be the truth   But I am the deadend   And I am the one who proves   His life, His work and His lies!   You can be the alpha   You can be the omega   but I am everything between   You are beginning and the end   But I am beginning at the end      We fly - In our own light   We ride - And stay outside   We smile even if we abide   I shall guide you there   Where our Nations Collide      Want to hear what He really is?   Just a grim reflection of your own stupidity   I want to hear His words...    "I am Nothing   Resurrection is Initiation itself"      ...And we are the way to the most highest.