| Free fall into black chambers | 
| I can hear the weeping choir | 
| I land at the gate exhausted and pained | 
| He leaves me behind | 
| And I view through the open door | 
| The multitudes of those in eternal gloom | 
| I see their faces strained in utmost fear | 
| Staring into those fiery eyes | 
| How did he find me? | 
| I look around in curiosity | 
| 'Til I see footprints in the sand | 
| Running next to a trail of tears | 
| He came to the gateway, taking my place | 
| Heard me crying desperation | 
| The screaming of demons inside of the fire | 
| Unleash upon those that will house them | 
| Beasts turning vocal, exploding the screams | 
| A battle that’s already won | 
| But they will find that the brightest of fires | 
| Cannot blot out the burn of the Son | 
| Aware of the efforts they pose being in vain | 
| Their anger explained | 
| He appears in the doorway | 
| With something under His arm | 
| A bag overflowing with sacrifice | 
| I could never fully comprehend | 
| No need to escape by my own strength | 
| As I am carried away | 
| Flight towards the heavens with Venus in mind | 
| Strength of a second chance | 
| The screaming of demons inside of the fire | 
| Unleash upon those that will house them | 
| Beasts turning vocal exploding the screams | 
| A battle that’s already won | 
| But they will find that the brightest of fires | 
| Cannot blot out the burn of the Son | 
| Aware of the efforts they pose being in vain | 
| Their anger explained | 
| I look in His eyes with tears in my own | 
| As He drops it in the ocean | 
| Never to be seen again |