Follow  me  down  to  the  sanctuary.
I'll  show  you  where  all  of  the  bones  are  buried.
A  place  of  righteous  sacrifice.
The  spirit  He  bids  you  attend  tonight.

Those  who  attend  this  will  live  to  tell,
The  holy  torment  of  angels  that  fell.
Those  who  reject  this  will  live  out  the  lie,
And  go  to  the  place  where  the  pain  never  dies.

Some  know  the  truth,
And  some  truly  believe.
Some  will  press  on  and  won't  stop  'til  they're  free.

I  won't  hear  the  voices  of  strangers.
No  longer  hear,  the  voices  of  strangers.
I  won't  follow  the  voice  of  a  stranger.
I  won't  hear  the  voices  of  strangers  anymore.