(Spoken) There's always something missing Perfection's come and gone Someone's always off the mark When all the rest are on No use in your denying You can't escape the facts For every one who makes it There's one slips through the cracks (Sung) I will always wonder if there could have been another way When I find a moment alone to reflect on the day It will fill my heart to flowing over all Come and take away this rock where I stumble and fall A compelling reason to follow in steps I've not known If I fall in battle I'll know it's the war that I own It will fill my life till nothing remains Come and break apart this fortress that keeps me in chains Fires of Heaven, burn through me Touch of Leaven, make me free (Spoken) The wine is in the sangraal It beckons, for it's pure It's a paragon of freedom In a world no longer sure (Sung) Fill everyone Under the sun