the road

It might take lifetimes, but I'm coming home
The archons of guilt and steel, rule from their thrones
We are the slaves that toil in the darkness,
but ignorance we're caught
We bow and scrape to the insane whims
Of a blind and raving god

On and on and on and on, the road

It might take lifetimes, but I'm coming home
The archons cannot hold forever the sparks of God entombed
I see through all their machinations, I have true sight
'Cause when the gnosis came upon me, it blew out my night

On and on and on and on, the road

(And she is the image of the unseen
And she hold in her hands every mystery
Come down Wisdom, touch your lips to my brow
Kiss me and blow my mind now)

And the light is dawning, oh no
And the gods are falling, oh no
And my feet are sinking, so low
And I find I'm sobbing rather a lot these days

So I'm solitary, okay
So I'm arbitrary, okay
No security, all right
Is this liberty? okay
I'll see it as a good thing, someday
It might take lifetimes, but I'm coming home
The archons have no hold on me now,
My heart's not made of stone
And she did everything in a mystery
An image to behold
Truth to subtle for the word, refiner's gold