Voice Of The Outsider

Hear now the words of outsiders looking in
Heaven above reject us as it seems

For your sins my life would end
Now my voice cries out to you
For they took away more than you know

Listen to us, soldier
Can you hear that other voice inside?

Hold close the spirit would and
cultivate our bonds...

See, there was life growing within
Our would-be child, growing inside the womb

But that soul was snatched away
Never saw the light of day
For the hands of god denied its birth

Walk now our path, soldier
And avenge our death with might

Hold close the spirit would and
cultivate our bonds...

And so her voice would fade away
Now the soldier rise in rage
Facing the Dweller by his side
"Teach me how to keep them close"

Take now this urn, to place their remains in
A handful of her, and soil from this place of sin

And their voices you shall hear
They shall echo loud and clear
From their place of death now you must go

Off you shall go, soldier
And explore the wilderness with them

Hold close this sacred urn and beyond life you'll see

And so the soldier walked away
In his hands the sacred urn
Far from the men of god he'd go
Into the wilderness beyond