Their eyes are in rapture
at the mighty throne.
Mystical twilight, unknown of forthcoming.
A rising shadow encloses their pour souls,
like a killing widow.
When darkness dims light.
Nothing more should remain.
Their erroneous belief must be changed.
A suffering enchantment
takes it's course,
complete theirs' sentence
what they deserve.
Their light fade away
cause of conviction in my heart slowly slipping' away
as appearance falls apart.
Their eyes are dead and empty,
smolder sorrowful through night,
the timeless beauty
arouses new live.
March on for me
to hunt up slaves of god.
Capture those lost minds,
impale my stray sheep.
Their light fade away
cause of conviction in my heart slowly slipping' away
as appearance falls apart.
The wrath of my heart won't become extinct.
What divorces night from shiny day
forever seen,
that they were so blind.
