Besedila: Tuxedomoon. Holy Wars.

Isn't there a holy war you're going to
With cause enough, enough to do, oh?

The Holy Grail has disappeared
There's nothing left to fight for here
There's only fear

Pick up where you last left off
Pick up the little pieces
You left upon the altar
Devoted to yourself

What to do? No stakes in hand
And nothing planned
Oh, what to do to get to land?

Drifting in a godless world
A hallowed life in a hollow world
A lifeless life

Pick up where you last left off
Pick up the little pieces
You left upon the altar
Devoted to yourself

Call your love a deity
Call family the enemy
Call yourself free now

Scale the tropics, mountain climb
Build pyramids to defy time
You've got the breaks, oh yeah

Pick up where you last left off
Pick up the little pieces
You left upon the altar
Devoted to yourself

And when all is said and done
Just face of death to fall back on
Just take a breath

So what's all the crying for
Heroes die and then come more
There's always more, oh yeah

Pick up where you last left off
Pick up the little pieces
You left upon the altar
Devoted to yourself

Pick up where you last left off
Pick up the little pieces
You left upon the altar
Devoted to yourself

Pick up, pick up, pick up
Pick up, pick up, pick up
Pick up