The Higher Cause Lord, ancient father Dissolve the mist Bring the light Forgive my life My wan life Wasn't what they talk me (about) Serve : born to serve In glory and decay Give me back my form My drab form You blew my will away Chains- your divine chains Eternal cross on me Give me back my form, I will reborn Put your string down and let me exist Beyond the endless time, of eternal will and being Just a grain in the desert sand till my reign will be complete Winds of fire blows below, as my whispers shapes a life As the human memories they are doomed to die Why did you call me son? Why slowly wither and die? Why have I only been praying? Why did I build up your reign? Lord you called me son You choose my choice Extirpate my eyes