Pull the sword from the sheath Place the wreath beneath the tree of life Honor in the dust the final thrust In which the trust once thrived Now dies Pull the sword from the sheath Place the wreath beneath the tree of life Honor in the dust the final thrust In which the trust once thrived Now dies Honor in the dust the final thrust In which the trust once thrived Now dies Lift your head in prayer Only if you dare You can speak to your God Hold him in your heart Roots in the ground Winding down around the feet of time Poverty and pain The ball and chain tradition claims the right Honor in the dust the final thrust in which the trust has died Lift your head in prayer Only if you dare You can speak to your God Hold him in your heart (repeat x 4)