[Instrumental]
see you say it's not been wrong I stand before you now, a riddle in my song The answer is that sweet refrain Unheard it always will remain Beyond our reach, beyond
Pestilence devours the realm of flesh Humanity engulfed in sin Beyond the gates of wisdom Received by the chosen few Embrace the chalice of knowledge
long to hear you say it's not been wrong I stand before you now, a riddle in my song The answer is that sweet refrain Unheard it always will remain Beyond our reach, beyond