The Cult

You are the sun
I am the flame
You are the blood
I am the same
We are the love
That rises again
They are the snake
That bites on your veins
We are not chained to the wheel
You are the tear
I have no fear
You are so strange
I feel the same
Sorcerous mind
We rise again
We are not chained to the wheel, to the wheel
Its the way that you feel
Its the truth in your eye
You got wings upon your back
And you can fly
Its the way that you feel
Its the truth in your eye
Cos you're up against the world
And still you rise
And still you rise
You are alive
Height of my dreams
You are the stars
That mystify me