Into the Holy of Holies

We stand before an altar to a silent god
 Incense and burning flesh the scents that fill the air
 There is no salvation for those who once believed
 No fire from Heaven, no answer to their prayer
 No longer shackled to the myth of a silent god
 Once forced to kneel but determined to stand
 The chains are off and the truth shall be revealed
 All this time we held the magic in our hands
 Into the Holy of Holies
 There is no wind to give us flight
 Into the Holy of Holies
 There is no fire fire to give us light
 The curtain falls, there is no sign of silent god
 Take to the wind and wing the angels hold their breath
 There is no salvation for those who once believed
 Take to the skies we proudly face our death
 Into the Holy of Holies
 There is no wind to give us flight
 Into the Holy of Holies
 There is no fire fire to give us light
 Into the Holy of Holies
 There is no wind to give us flight
 Into the Holy of Holies
 There is no fire fire to give us light
 My Kingdom come
 My Kingdom come
 My Kingdom come
 My Kingdom come