Prologue

We do what we have been trained to

Hopeless beggars, dance to this beatific flute

If there's a Lord out there, he's just a guest

Under this dome of ignorance

Our boat is called Apocalypse

Who's in front of us we cut them deep

Yet untold, still unheard

We cherished lives to the underworld

King of everything

King of everything

King of everything

King of everything

We do what we have been trained to

Hopeless beggars, dance to this beatific flute

If there's Lord out there, he's just a guest

Under this dome of ignorance

King of everything

King of everything

King of everything

King of everything