Leica

I heard you call through our wall

Weaving your tale through our minds eye

A direct embodiment of your wanton faith

You command me as I'm unknowingly

succumbing to your ways

Disgusting, yet so intriguing, I recant my beliefs

Accepting your false idols as my own, forsaking mine

I will be reborn and pure blood will line the land

I am just a fool, masked and anonymous

The final test lies just ahead

The swordsman have chosen me

I will die

I heard you call me from over the sea

I heard you call bringing me to this place

Once meek and on a perilous path

Now guided every step of the way

Light the fire and cast me in

Knowing the meaning of sacrifice

I will be the burning heart in the chest of the wicker man

I believe in the eternal life through sacrificing myself to you

I believe in the everlasting life

Achieving the death of a martyr for you