Lyrics:
Puppets of an old broken existenceGathered to cry and exalt the almightyWorshipping as they seek the golden keyTo enter the heavens to be free of all sinsSymbols reversed inner conflictMultitude stalking the cycle is brokenA religious bomber came to prayWalls of temples fallUpon masses who bowAltars of shame now burntSymbols of scum held highPenitent cries as the pale horse ridesA sudden explosion decimates the crowdDecimated procession useless devotion walking aligned into the wind