They call us crude, they call us plain
They call us simple-minded
But it's ok, my brothers
It's just because they don't share our belief
They don't share our presence
They don't share our faith

Believed it with heart and mind
Surrendered to this devise
The words resounding low, look beyond
There is no friend nor foe
Sometimes, sometimes, and sometimes only

Thoughts had gone astray, heed none of their sayings
Stand your ground, don't break
And I can't fake it

The words resounding low, nameless fears—
Embrace of heart and soul

Well, in the end, wolves will be wolves
And lambs will be lambs, my brothers
And you should not be the ones in between

Maybe there's a place
That doesn't require you to live on your knees anymore
A place that only requires your faith