I'm walking down on my own Voices whispering It sickens me, but I must shut out There's nothing left but for me to wallow in pain Come with me, my breathren Step up and I'll clear the view You need to open your eyes so you can see for yourselves The very foundation is never again, never again We're doomed never to walk the marble floor again So where do we go and where does it flow? This life-stream, an еndless torrent Pushing us through the еver-tightening grip Though it seems to always leave us in thirst We will not succumb to death So where do we go and where does it flow? Our minds were set: we would not yield Never should we be treated as mere meat Though we were alone, facing their horde We left them with a reeking pile of corpses Where do we go? Where does it flow? These carnal breeds need a place to wallow in pain Walking down on my own Voices whispering Sickens me, shutting out Nothing left but to wallow in pain