VERSE 1 
Candle right by me 
My robe trails behind me as I walk  
Through mist and 
I know that this ain’t right; the 
Wet forest ground 
Two hundred feet in march 
We go 
We hold the cards, dark visions, and it’s wrong 

VERSE 2 
Green mossy water  
The light shines upon it, tells our fate 
Through mist and 
I know that this ain’t right; our 
Deepest beliefs 
A congregation moves 
We go 
We hold the cards, dark visions, and it’s wrong 

CHORUS
Holder of all cards,  
You watch the woods set aflame 
Remember what it said; the 
Wise words been misread; you're the 
Holder of all cards; and 
Watch the mist burn alight 
Remember what it said; the 
Wise words been misread; and it’s 
Much too late now

VERSE 3

Bells tolling midnight 
We march in compliance, all the same 
Through mist and 
I know that this ain’t right; the 
Grip of a past 
Delusion leads us forth 
We go 
We hold the cards, dark visions, and it’s wrong 

CHORUS
Holder of all cards,  
You watch the woods set aflame 
Remember what it said; the 
Wise words been misread; you're the 
Holder of all cards; and 
Watch the mist burn alight 
Remember what it said; the 
Wise words been misread; and it’s 
Much too late now