Don't go astray
Find your way despite it
It's a mystery, it gets to you
We're all saints of our time
Don't go home
Find your way inside
Its a mystery, and it gets to you
We're all slaves of our time
Don't become this way just make everything inside a mystery
We're all saints of our time, blessed and winged, loved, feared, felled
Any way you slice it, its a mystery
We're all slaves unbound