Of Power - Son of Sam

POWER CALLING

and the frail shall turn to dust as the…,

POWER rising

within the few who find the will,

It grows, I know

it shows

WHOAH- Within the heart there’s a fury and IT GROWS

within the eyes a deathlike calm,

And eye to eye we recognize our own

WHOAH- With death of day within the few

this inversion shall bring anew,

That of nights that since have gone unknown

Beyod this coil, I am reaching

beyond your reach, I send myself

WHOAH- Beneath the Earth beyond the sky IT GROWS

extend our will silent and still,

As one by one we deify our own

WHOAH- Now heed the urge to slip inside

and let them scream of patricide,

Destiny we will invent alone

Beyod this coil, I am reaching

beyond your reach, I send myself,

Beyod this coil, I am reaching

beyond your reach, I send myself

POWER CALLING

and the frail shall turn to dust as the…,

POWER rising

within the few who find the will

Beyod this coil, I am reaching

beyond your reach, I send myself,

Beyod this coil, I am reaching

beyond your reach, I send myself,

Beyond this coil, beyond this coil, I am reaching

beyond your reach, I send myself