All my friends are drunk in a sense of flame 
Will I see them again? 
I dreamed of dreams to come and temples built with love, whom I’m not a slave.
This city lights are fading, calling me again 
Like diamonds in the rain,
Where prophets tag their name, her rivers filled with shame 
Few faces stay the same.
The time will never end, the larger truth is in 
My skies will show again. 
My fire works ignite, the spirit now takes flight 
And have the glory fame.
I don’t mess around 
Throw your weapon to the ground 
Now, witches gather round 
They have to make no sound.