They took me on horseback
Far far away
Arms linked together
In a sign of our shared faith
Fair haired and angry
And yet we are the same
Bound together in his light
Our leader of the day
Won together our fight
And now it's gone away
But things are different now
Our light could never stay
And in its place, a devil's son
Whom all will learn to hate
Your eyes are still the same to me
Bright and filled with rage
But his have clouded over
And I've a choice to make
Between the ones I love and the ones that I am under oath to save.
Time is of the essence
The time to act is now
Lying through my teeth all I have
Is not what I'm allowed
Count my blessings
Keep him waiting
Running through
The underground
Nevermind the silly sounds
Only say what I'm allowed
One who's gaze is yellow
And the other who's is red
Neither seem aloft
And both have gotten deep into my head
I'm a servant
I'm a waiter
I'm the boy who nods his head
That's the life that I have lead
Eyes of yellow, eyes of red.
And I've seen things
That he will never see
I've been told of horrors
About people I won't meet
The ram is cold and angry
And I am soft and sweet
It's hard to meet his gaze
I stare at my feet
I can't meet his gaze
Oh I can't meet his gaze
The sideways eye gives no reply
So I stare at my feet.
The yellow glow, the final blow
I stare at my feet.
Time is of the essence
The time to act is now
Lying through my teeth all I have
Is not what I'm allowed
Count my blessings
Keep him waiting
Running through
The underground
Nevermind the silly sounds
Only say what I'm allowed
One who's life is yellow
And the other who's is red
Neither kept me safe
And both have taken places in his head
Be the servant
Be the waiter
Be the boy who nods his head
That's the life that I have lead
Eye of yellow, eye of red.
Time is of the essence
The time to act is now
Breathing through my teeth and all I know
Is I've been broken down
Sparks of fire
Lights and colours
Can anybody hear me now
Nevermind the silly sound
Only say what I'm allowed
One who's wreathed in green and
His brother wreathed in red
Could've run away
But our consciences got in our heads
Way out there would it be different?
Laugh our prayers and break our bread
But now we stay the course we've lead
Wreathed in green and wreathed in red.
Some day I'll get out of bed...