The passage of blood is a blessing
The only true nature is sin
And when you rely on a blink of an eye
The past and the future begin

And now the loyal has built an army
The fight and struggle
Is in good hands

The torture of love is the answer
And no one has any control
And if all of the past
Relinquished its rhyme
Then the answers of life would be known

And now the loyal has built an army
The fight and struggle is in good hands
Don't ever bow down to the unworthy
That is the difference unto God and man

I used to wonder how
The devil could deceive
Entire nations like the Bible said he would
I don't wonder about that anymore

Fine as an immaculate sunset
Cutting the grape from the vine
Stealing the fruit from the mother of God
Let it ferment till it becomes wine

Profusion and abundance

Now that you're loyal, what will you do?
Who wants to know?