Well onward we move on we conform

In our third world uniforms

With nothing but a product and a prayer

And the emptiness that is there

There is death, there is birth

There's love and there is a hurt

There's a heartache and there is guilt

On ressurection hill

What am I driving towards

I've come to collect my reward

Make me an offer I can't refuse

I'd give up liberty and my views

There is loss, there is spite

There's wrong and there is a right

There's a longing gone unfulfilled

On ressurection hill

Autonomy does not exist

You need to know that you'll be missed

When you go into the unknown

You need someone to drive you home

There is death, there is birth

Every second on this earth

There's a heartache and there is guilt

On ressurection hill x3

Ressurection hill