Leica

(альбом: Akeldama - 2006)

I heard you call through our wall
Waving your tale through our minds' eye
A direct embodiment of your wanton faith
You command me as I'm unknowingly
Succumbing to your ways

Disgusting, yet so intriguing, I recant my beliefs
Accepting your false idols as my own, forsaking mine

I will be reborn and pure blood will line the land

I am just a fool, masked and anonymous
The final test lies just ahead

The swordsmen have chosen me
The swordsmen have chosen me
I will die

I heard you call me from over the sea
I heard you call bringing me to this place

Once meek and on a perilous path
Now guided every stop of the way

Light the fire and cast me in
Knowing the meaning of sacrifice
I will be the burning heart in the chest of the wicker man

I believe in the eternal life through sacrificing myself to you
I believe in the everlasting life
Achieving the death of a martyr for you