| Two white feathers sewn on the angel black | |
| Be mine just for another thousand nights | |
| Or leave me to rot to the gods of the sun | |
| Just for a thousand lives | |
| Two white feathers sewn to the the angel's back | |
| In Medusalem | |
| Drive a needle through the camel's eye | |
| The heart is a ticking time bomb | |
| Ready to explode | |
| Or leave me to smoke with the assassins tonight | |
| Together we ride | |
| Two white feathers sewn to the the angel's back | |
| To Medusalem | |
| It's the land of honey | |
| The land of pain | |
| The city falls under its weight | |
| The golden sands were painted red | |
| And we shall free you from your chains | |
| Two white feathers sewn on the angel black | |
| Just open the gates, let there be light! | |
| Or leave me to be with Morgana tonight | |
| To the land of Cain, come together, we'll ride | |
| Two more feathers sewn to the the angel's back | |
| To Medusalem | |
| It's the land of honey | |
| The land of pain | |
| The city falls under its weight | |
| The golden sands were painted red | |
| And we shall free you from your chains | |
| To Medusalem | |
| It's the land of honey | |
| The land of pain | |
| The city falls under its weight | |
| The golden sands were painted red | |
| And we shall free you | |
| It's the land of honey, the land of pain | |
| The city walls give in to faith | |
| The golden sands were painted red | |
| And we shall free you from your chains |