1, 2, 3, 4All this time, all this changing of mindFoolish pride, the bitter denierWay of the world, me and my kindFar from grace and weak by designAnd when we meet againWe'll run into your armsAnd when we meet againWe'll fall to my kneesAnd rise to your feetAnd rise to your kneesBeauty enslaved, slayed to the veilDrawn to the flame of bitter betrayalWay of the world, me and my kindFar from grace and weak by designAnd when we meet againWe'll run into your armsAnd when we meet againWe'll fall to my kneesAnd rise to your kneesWe will burn to hellSay goodbyesSay my goodbyesand goBe born of propertyAll that I knowWay of worldThe world of me and my kindFar from grace and weak by designWhen we meet againWe'll run into your armsWhen we meet againWe'll fall to my kneesAnd rise to your kneesguitar sologuitar solo