The lion's den
Is stretching out
Before our eyes
We're in the thick of it
You and I
Must not pretend

When the storm of acid breath
Is raining down
When we're separate, facing the dark
When we're cleaved from the gland
Lost in greed; stumbling through this land
Awaiting your call

I just learned this song
For to sing
In celebration of this thing
That we all share

Falling through the clouds
In the only way
That we've learned how
To shoulder the weight

And the gift of song comes, bringing us all peace
Yeah the gift of song comes, bringing us all peace
Yeah the gift of song comes