Its so bright to be this early in the mourning!
We breath his heir until our mind ignores the warning!
Wicked people feeling free in the light!
Disgusting souls upon this world are a blight!
Quiet priest! do you think god is listening!
To a world that is silent while its blistering!
You only pray because your hearts filled with fear
Do you think thats what he really wants to hear!
My Flesh is burned I wear my sins upon my skin!
Ironic how it seems these demon are my kin!
I Cant condemn but we held hands into oblivion!
Sat by and watched them do all of that and this again!
The worlds bleeding and we Let it run dry!
A last resort we looked upward towards the sky!
I told you once he wont listen to your beckoning!
But he'll reward us with the wrath of his reckoning!
You'd think we'd learn from all our previous mistakes!
Instead we crawl until were swallowed by our fate!
I will smile as the fire reaps the land!
I pray you hear the final ballad of the ******!