Macy Gray

Different yet the same, in our soul pride and blame

The son and daughter, like fire to water

The two live within us

We pray our faith for help

Like madness and sin, kin passes to kin

The fire and water, the sacred slaughter

... All that and more told in ancient lore

Now I shall begin...

To set forth on a quest, all past is put to rest

So we shall never have to cry again

So we shall forever remain sane

The force of belief, brings me relief

Let us now unite, we fly as one

With the wings God has sent, we fly into the end...