Reconcile what you've done that's in the past Now I know your soul is lost Memories of people that were so refined Speaking of yet another lost cause An offered hand will feel the bite What is wrong is sometimes right The children cry for sacrifice You have taken all and given nothing back Your greed it knows no bounds As your legions fall to the ticking of the clock The irony is so profound An offered hand will feel the bite What is wrong is sometimes right The children cry for sacrifice Now the tree of life has almost shed its leaves It reveals your arrogance For some reason you still think you're in command Preparing for eternal rest An offered hand will feel the bite What is wrong is sometimes right The children cry for sacrifice