What gods can weep in silence
For men who forged defiance
Under Satan’s guidance
All willing by alliance

They sit
They scream
They ponder
What paths be left to wander
What pain is left to saunter
When silence holds no longer

So rise in arms and vision
To spread the Great Division
To right the “wronged” precision
And bring Him to decision

They rise
They fight
They ponder
What paths be left to wander
What pain is left to saunter
When silence holds no longer

But He is small in power
Though influence He’s gathered
And followers to shower
His foes in soul devoured

They care
They love
They ponder
What path be left to wander
What mercy left to saunter
When silence bears no longer

And silence bears no longer
By they by far are stronger
And in silence He’s left to wonder
An eternity exiled to ponder

He waits
He plans
He ponders
What paths He’s left to wander
What pain He’s left to wonder
When silence can hold no longer
And once His breaks I wonder
Oh dear god I wonder
What path’s He’s left to wander…