| The Kindred: The Gathering One by one We rise from flames To represent you on this stage Your faithful sons The crowd will know our names And see the power in this cage Soon they fall Victims to our wrath But victory won't be sweet Answer our call Follow our path And bring us your welcoming heat We need her The final piece We can feel her near Love secure Now our fighting cease And her cry we hear "My men, My beasts, My lovers of the night. "Longer than ten I've watched your feats And your ravages of flight. "Matt, Jeff, Christian, Edge, What reason did I come, Through the path you tread?" And we answer: "Make us a pledge Offer us some And join the kindred." |