Текстове на песни: Becoming The Archetype. The Epigone.

There's nothing I can say
That hasn't already been said
I'm just repeating myself
Repeating someone else

Equally incapable of
Uttering a single new thought
Yet you are ever worthy of adoration
So how can I for a moment
Cease to lift my heart in praise?

Your name is Glory, my song is victory
And I will keep on singing
There is no opposition
No thing can stand in Your way
Make my life Your own