There isn’t much time
Until the levee breaks
Everything I thought I’d know
Is nothing, for arguments sake
Hide behind this smile of mine
Such a forced face
Just a fool in a puppet show
At least I know my place

How can I waste my time
If time has no use for me
Its the conundrum of beautiful
Even pain has place in harmony
How can I ever truly know what’s mine
If it leaves before I know where to go
Its the conundrum of wonderful
The foundation of all I know

And I really can’t decide,
If honor comes before grace
Can fear collapse the spine?
Is fear all I embrace?
Hail His Name, Hail to the King
Blaspheme the praise, surrender your place
In this plod, doth the silence ring?
Frozen Rain bound thee in disgrace
In Frozen Rain we become the Hail

There has to be more time
Nigh could not be the end
Hope springs such eternal ignorance
To believe there’s still more to spend
Can I pray for more time
Before my body turns to sloth
It seems such a final circumstance
To be cut from different cloth

There is no more time
And so the body finds its rest
Melt to the earth, find ethereal state
In Frozen Rain the soul is blessed
The body is no longer mine
The body is no longer of this place
In Frozen Rain we fulfill our fate
This smile shalt not leave this face

And we really must decide
If honor comes before grace
Can fear collapse the spine?
Can fear destroy the face?
Hail His Name, Hail to the king
Bend the knee, let the ghost embrace
In this plod, eternal hope springs
Frozen Rain dis-bound disgrace
In Frozen Rain we become the Hail