Voices Of Masada Step Down
Red light inside, red sky at night
Red vision in my eyes, an outstretched hand
Or a broken man, what is to decide
The past denies and the future lies
I know I am man. I'm killing time
Till time is mine, to show you what I am
We are beyond this, so step aside
We are beyond this, so step aside
We are beyond this, so step aside
We are beyond this, so step aside
Step Down
Step Down
It's out of line, and it's out of time
No place for it here. And it won't be long
Until it's dead and gone and no one's shed a tear
The hand you hold, is the hand that feeds
The hand that cuts or bleeds, the hand we touch
Is the hand that feels, the hand to bind all the hands
that heal
We are beyond this, so step aside
We are beyond this, so step aside
We are beyond this, so step aside
We are beyond this, so step outside
Step Down
Step Down
Red light inside, red sky at night
Red vision in my eyes, an outstretched hand
Or a broken man, what is to decide
The past denies and the future lies
I know I am man. I'm killing time
Till time is mine, to show you what I am
We are beyond this, so step aside
We are beyond this, so step aside
We are beyond this, so step aside
We are beyond this, so step aside
Step Down
Step Down
Step Down
