Aah
Ravaged condition
The blood and tragedy
All God's creations
All willing on
the streets you flood
With countless opposition
Regale as others
count the cost
Prevail in deprivation
Deluded righteous
will fall
Before uncertainty of loss
Unholy resurgence
On the first chime
it's the last time
Your lonely soul
will rot
Such indecision
A sudden travesty
Defiant natured
Unforgiving are
the weeping ones
The lavished inquisition
In vain
another fight was lost
With furious revelation
Behold the righteous
will fall
Before the serpent
on the cross
Unholy resurgence
On the first chime
it's the last time
Your lonely soul will rot
Born the first in line
The good die
as the bad die
Forged a lasting shrine
The good die
never denied
Such certainty of loss
With the Serpent
on the cross
The first chime
is the last time
Your holy soul will rot
The first chime
as we all die