Lyrics by John Pio
Music by Colin Peterson

Men have worshipped foreign gods 
in search of light
they offer insight to the power 
that they claim to know

But I'm hypnotized now 
by the urgings of my soul

We reminisce in weathered moments
 of our youth
we harvest barren fields 
in search of truth

But I'll get by now 
on the longings of my soul

Some speak of wisdom 
from an unknown tongue
their revelations are as 
rare as precious stone

But I'm mesmerized 
by the forces of my soul

Dim horizons lure an innocent few, 
if they only knew
a purgatory in exchange 
for a pleasant view

But I'll live and die now 
by the majesty of my own soul