Besedila: Bolt Thrower. Spearhead. Crown Of Life.

Rising from mundane existence
A new world seen through your eyes
To deception give no resistance
Your hopes and dreams are now sanctified

Blind to the hypocrisy
Goodness is all that you see

And your past life is cast aside
In false truths you now confide

Pledged to a life of divinity
Superior through your own piety

Holier than thou
Alone you wear the crown

In your private [Incomprehensible]
Look to what you have become
Condemned to misery and strife
Alone you wear the crown of life

The crown of life

The crown of life