There is gold in the temple

There's a fire that burns below

There are angels and devils

Hell and heaven live inside of us all.

Can we carry the weight of our humanity

And find a remedy for our misguided misanthropy?

The color of chaos

The beauty in flames

Like a mosaic of judgement day

Of judgement day.

There's a snake in the garden

There's a plague in the heart of man

Not a thing left to barter

Time slips through our hands.

We return to the earth.

Can we carry the weight of our humanity

And find a remedy for our misguided misanthropy?

The color of chaos

The beauty in flames

Like a mosaic of judgement day.

Can we carry the weight of our humanity

And find a remedy for our misguided misanthropy?

The color of chaos

The beauty in flames

Like a mosaic of judgement day.

Our shattered hearts

Rearranged

Like a mosaic

Of judgement day.