The Victory Dance - Theocracy

She stares ahead in silence again

Her eyes tell me of struggles, loss and pain

A mask to hide a world of sorrow

Where hollow, painted smiles remain

The flesh whispers its lies to me

And walks me to the edge, so far to fall

I’ll never have another chance if there’s a chance at all

If I fail this time…

Seven scares turned to ashes

Faces of madness melt into victory

Trial by fire, my burden

Burned in refining flames of purity

Seven steps into darkness

Mortal and crownless

Eternal victory

Altar flames rising, burning higher

And straight through the fire

I’m dancing the victory dance

She takes the communion cup unholy

Born and raised a slave to rules of man

Will my eyes reflect you

When she searches them again?

I am not a god

I release this burden unto you

Seven scares turned to ashes

Faces of madness melt into victory

Trial by fire, my burden

Burned in refining flames of purity

Seven steps into darkness

Mortal and crownless

Eternal victory

Altar flames rising, burning higher

And straight through the fire

I’m dancing the victory dance