[Verse 1]
One great man was silent of his superiority
He was openly flattered and hated silently
Another spoke of his will to aspire
To create beyond himself
And the self-inflicted impotent man
Felt spat at by all ambition

[Verse 2]
The solitary pierced the skin of denial
And the blood would colour the sky
A futile display to those whose heads
Are always turned towards the ground

[Verse 3]
Staring into the mud
Into the heart of emptiness
Where they squirm desperately
Like wing-clipped flies
And the whining parasite man
To whom pity and gloating are the same
This spineless parody of man
Will devour even himself in secrecy
In secrecy

[Verse 4]
Will you love me now?
You, whose feeling of dignity is a matter of subtraction
Will you love me?
Now that I have revealed your un-nakedness
Will you love me now?
You whose perception of justice equals your will to corrupt
Will you love me?
When I cut trough all the layers of your vanity
Will you love me now?
You, who cling to a heart so fragile even your gods must suffer for you
Could you love truth?
[Bridge]
Could you love truth
Even in secrecy?

[Verse 5]
And they gathered
In their halls of justice
Halls of mirrors
Halls of echoes
And they gathered
In their houses of worship
Within the walls of the unspoken
Sheltered from the rain