Текстове на песни: Kamelot. Ghost Opera. Up Through The Ashes.

So you can hear
They claim with conviction
You've got a crowd

So what's your appeal
Your voice, your predictions
They're getting loud

But if I let you die, you must forgive me

Raise me up, up through the ashes
Take me on, into the light

You want to die
Create some sensation
Be makin' the news

An eye for an eye
Mocking your creation
King of the Jews

Before I let you die, you must forgive me


Raise me up, up through the ashes
Take me on, into the light

Give a sign of remorse
(I don't need your blood)
You will hang on the cross
For playing God

You, the people, must decide
The self-proclaimed prophet, or the novice murderer
The king or the convict, it's up to you
So tell me who's free to go

Raise me up, up through the ashes
Take me on, into the light
Raise me up, up through the ashes
Take me on, into the light