I call upon Joan of Arc Her torch above lighting the dark I call upon Saint Michael I call upon the archangel Will I have my place on the wall of saints? Cause I've seen her face Virgin Mary's grace has led me home I call upon the chariot I call upon the past unbury it In confessional I say father I'm just trying to save the world Will I have my place on the wall of saints? Cause I've seen her face Virgin Mary's grace has led me home Will I be carved in stone? Sit on the twelve thrones? Will they save my bones? Have tapestries sewn? May the ones who carried world Illuminate the path worth walking through We the ones who buried the world Will rejuvenate, and all will be new May the ones who carried world Illuminate the path worth walking through We the ones who buried the world Will rejuvenate, and all will be new May the ones who carried world Illuminate the path worth walking through We the ones who buried the world Will rejuvenate, and all will be new Will I have my place on the wall of saints Cause I've seen her face Virgin Mary's grace has led me home Will I be carved in stone? Sit on the twelve thrones Will they save my bones? Have tapestries sewn