My heart will crush, my voice, my chariot

Two reins, my tongue and horses set to run

Who wakes the world will sulk, will ever know

Amazing awe but never ever love

Who reins the reins, reins the reins

The earth to hush my hell so serious

Could beg for shame but never stall the day

I turn to white meadows, ash rivers dry

And drag the sky to make the heavens slip

For what my heart in hate will tear apart

Are sins not mine: a load, a light, a climb

My heart will crush, my voice, my chariot

To jettison the life, life couldn't quench

So arrange, make way, Father. Brace for blaze

Kings grow base and earth complains

Who reins the reins, reins the reins