Through the wastelands
To the edge of the storm
Through the eye of the needle
Bruised, battered, and wornTo kingdom come
From oblivion
To a place of the saints
When all hope failsThere's no turning back
I'm only going forwards
No time to look around
I got my eyes straight ahead
To kingdom come
From oblivion
To a place of the saints
When all hope fails
To the home of the braveRiot city blues
Kicking down the statues
Only in heavenly places
Can you be truly freeTo kingdom come
From oblivion
To a place of the saints
When all hope fails
To the home of the braveTo kingdom come
Overcome by fear
Turning the tables
The battle lines are drawn
All my defences are wastedTo kingdom come
From oblivion
To a place of the saints
When any hope has failed
To the home of the brave
