A storm is on the way, my friends
The air is charged and thin
Clouds have gathered overhead
The rain is setting in
A feel a drop upon my cheek
I hear the telltale hiss
The lantern light is finally dead
But let it not be missed

With the dark before us
Come and join me in a chorus:
"Om Mani Pahdme Hum"
When deprived of senses
Or considered Untermenschen
Who wouldn't welcome some light in here?

Despite the fact your hands are raw
Despite your lack of life
You still insist that I exist in a fool's paradise
But if I'm in a fool's paradise then you're in a fool's hell
Just another gladiator in the arena of the unwell

With the dark before us
Come and join me in a chorus:
"Om Mani Pahdme Hum"
When deprived of senses
Or considered Untermenschen
Who wouldn't welcome some light in here?

Shame on you, hiding underground
Crawl on out
Shelter under the trees instead
Or a sheet of lead
And dare to stare into the sky
Arms out wide
And dare to stare into the void
Raise your head

Flame, let it sear my brain
Grey, let it light my way
Pain, let it melt away
Flame, let it burn my brain
Pray, let it spark my faith
And the blaze, let it spell Amen.