They came in white light
And white light they bring
Their hands were empty
Their voice were silence
In white dress they came
To get their tribute
A praise for no one
A fire without name
Baptise them
With burning oil
Forsake their word
Erase and burn the home
Of those once brave
Black was the liver
That guide them madly
A white sword would cut
Their endless pages
In white light they came
To judge them backwards
One eye to lead them
In dress of fire
Baptise them
With burning oil
Forsake their word
Ascend and rise the flame
Of those once brave
