آهنگ: Dream Theater. Octavarium. Sacrificed Sons.

Walls are closing anxiously
Channel surfing frantically
Burning city, smoke and fire
Planes, we're certain.
Faith inspired?

No clues a complete surprise
Who'll be coming home tonight?

Heads are turning towards the sky
Towers crumble, heroes die

Who would wish this on our people?
And proclaim that his will be done
scriptures say he had misled them
All praise their sacrificed sons
All praise their sacrificed sons

[Instrumental section]

Teach them what to think and feel
Your ways saw in lightening
Watch them preach I can't relate
It cuts true love, ?? of hate

Who would wish this on our people?
And proclaim that his will be done
scriptures say he had misled them
All praise their sacrificed sons
All praise their sacrificed sons

God on high
A mistake
Will mankind
Be extinct

There's no time
Time to waste
Who serves the truth
For heaven's sake?