In fiery Flight
We would leave this Hall
The holy House
House of God will fall
To Death they go
With Music and Song
But our Dread
Simply must go on
I feel our Need to feed goes on
For our Greed,
Watch them bleeding on
This Hour's ours,
With open Arms go on
Crowned with Thorns and Pain
Was he
Raised our hands
And slew him utterly
Crimson Waves
Of the tears of War
This is what we were put
Here for
Eden falls, Mercy for life
I hear their Calls
Stood and watched them die
Heaven crawls.
Wings burn on high
Beauty falls. Beg unto me
Why?
Fold thy Raven Wings
'Tis our duty, Darkness brings
If this Day be our last
Our Victims await
For they are vast
In fiery Death we will crawl away
Content we lived
For each and every Day
Black and burned
With a Stench of Decay.
Writer(s): Aaron Stainthorpe, Andrew David Craighan, Adrian Richard Winfield Jackson
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