In the minor of deeds In the small gesture rather than the gods' pose In the small choices Not seen in those clad in grandeur This is where our greatest battles either be won or lost For as gods' we are, we do gods deeds by our every breath For as gods we are willed to be Lest ye reject a kingdom for a hell Rise the crown on a straight back See the lotus unfold for you You may be amongst us But never against us We bring no salvation or heaven with us now Only a choice of will, being not enemies, nor allies For as gods we are willed to be Lest ye reject a kingdom for a hell This is where our greatest battles either be won or lost For as gods we are, we do gods' deeds by our every breath For as gods we are willed to be Lest ye reject a kingdom for a hell