Grace, pride, tell me whats your name 
Crippled will with tomorrows pill 
And I feel no pain bit 
I can't remember 
Whose to blame... 
This is not my home 
This is not my home 
But the source was always known 
My Grain I beg you steal, do you show me your signs of a sin 
Blistered and torn by the pure and reborn 
But there he just like up and remember 
Man, they cave in.. 
This is not my home 
This is not my home 
But the source was always known 
My Grain This is not my home 
This is not my home 
But the source was always known 
My Grain War stone, do you write your name in trust 
Word to the wise my instincts rise 
All your heros are gone and the proud 
Ones have turned to dust... seven dust 
You can kill my pride but my heads still flying 
My Grain My 
Grain My Grain 
Migrane