tied down by this ancient burden shackled by the load one more time i'm lying tired stricken by the road running an attrition program with only one man just one misjudged misstep and it could be the end pray for strength to stand to tanks and stop this evil plan harder than a chinese google search for tiananmen thinking of the ancient landscapes, uncut and unhoed one more parking structure built, one more asphalt road pattern can be understood as verse and chorus verse life is even simpler we are cursed to work then hearse everything's already said but secrets can be found there's no way to get ahead; we climb by reaching down coming down this ancient mountain where the rivers flowed plan the planting, have a harvest, gather seeds we sowed see the flame, maintain the light, and shine it around see the shadow do what's right, time to leave this town rise from ashes like the phoenix if we were refused stained glass window, shades of chartreuse, we have been imbued enthralled by this ancient vision, inspired by the code a revelation, way of living, home is my abode falter there before the altar; go and make amends assault the sin and kill the killer destroying the trends ignore all the non-prophets and they will disappear end debate and set it straight, and narrow gate is near saddled with this ancient burden, carrying the load one more rhyme, we rise and ready pressing down the road