The Heretic Lyrics

The heretic stands with his book in his hands

Full of prayers he wrote in the morning

And he gathers his flock who glance at the clock

The alarm bells sound out their warnings

And he calls to them all as he shouts at the wall

And they shuffle their feet as they listen

Hymns rise to the air and those who gather there

Remember the fallen and missing

Daylight descends as we open our eyes again

Daylight descends

As we tell all our stories and look for the glories

Of God in his heaven above

We march lock step in tow here on earth below

And take part in this labor of love

And take part in this labor of love

And take part in this labor of love

And take part in this labor of love

The heretic walks with a swagger and talks

Of things both seen and unseen

And he looks to the stars as he wonders how far

Is the next sentient being

And he lies on the grass as the clouds above pass

And he questions the fate of his soul

Then he cries for a while but then his soft smile

Reminds him he's not in control

And twilight descends as we all close our eyes again

Twilight descends

As we chase away shadows that peer in our windows

And make us feel scared and alone

As we dig deep within 'neath the animal skin

And drop the weight of the stone

And drop the weight of the stone

And drop the weight of the stone

And drop the weight of the stone.