Into the valley of grey Mist so thick, unable to see What have I become, who will be? Great ones, please me!!! Mortal ones, godly ones Right, wrong come on strong What does it mean, what will I be? Salvation, unleash me!!! Chorus: Royal blood running through my veins Loyal blood created in thy name Gathering thoughts Pragmatic... against all odds!!! Children as spotless as the sky Darkness brighter than the sun Embraced by the powerful skyey The empty circle has begun!!! Every bird... Every tree... Created to be free... Created to create, a miracle A meaningless misery Chorus. The light of the moon and the sun Will never be as one So be it, we will overcome Mark my words, we will overcome...