There is cold inside the hot
There is hot inside the cold
The lightning’s free to ride
If you pay with your soul
Careful what you buy
Careful what you've sold
Broken wings still fly
Just let go of your gold.
The Word becomes a sword
The Word becomes a flame
The Word alone creates
The Word Opens the Gates
The word became a man
The Word had one command
The choice is yours to make
You create your fate
Love is the Word’s command