| I am the Promethean | |
| Tragic figure in this dream | |
| Dream known as life | |
| I bring spark into the lives | |
| Take the molded, show them fire | |
| Fire's the spark in their eyes | |
| My flesh is ripped at daily | |
| It's the cross I bear | |
| I feel it tear out my insides | |
| A pain so heavy I could collapse | |
| I feel it just may kill me | |
| I must brave through this storm | |
| I am made exemplary | |
| Lashed up by the public scene | |
| For bearing my heart, my soul's on fire | |
| I pull my ribs open now | |
| Bleed my heart upon the grounds | |
| Drink of the blood, take me in | |
| My flesh is ripped at daily | |
| It's the cross I bear | |
| I feel it tear out my insides | |
| A pain so heavy I could collapse | |
| I feel it just may kill me | |
| I must brave through this storm | |
| Chain me down, nail me up | |
| It feels so cold on my skin | |
| Flesh cut deep from their claws | |
| Chew my organs out | |
| Salivating with hate | |
| Crown of thorns, deathly boards; won't | |
| Make me cease to be | |
| You've turned this scapegoat into | |
| The lion that will devour you whole | |
| 2x | |
| My flesh is ripped at daily | |
| It's the cross I bear | |
| 2x | |
| I feel it tear out my insides | |
| A pain so heavy I could collapse | |
| I feel it just may kill me | |
| I must brave through this storm |