Letra de Where Strides the Behemoth (Live at Brixton)
Condition tomorrow With visions inlaid The priest stands to our right A princess, she's mineThe regress of some minds Further chase the prize Pretentious you follow Religion is mineAnger precedes my footsteps Haunting past comes into head Horizon seems so far away This life close to end of daysKill and I will be damned Forgive and I will be freeUnified eyesight Grow