We are all dragging tablets
Every sin etched into the slab
Mortal flesh is like marble
Each of us is the sculptor and the stone
And I would sell my soul
So we could live forever
But after all is said and done
Even devils turn to stone
I am chained to a gargoyle
Shackled by the choices I have made
Like a parody of Atlas
I am crushed under this demon's weight
Devils turn to stone
And I would sell my soul
So we could live forever
But after all is said and done
Even devils turn to stone
And now I'm so far from my home
But after all is said and done
Even devils turn to stone