At dawn comes the messenger
en route to the stage
onward to Ascheron
by crimson wings
Tides of hatred have taken
their tolls
fear grips his heart
may we pray for his soul
Embodied for vengeance
he takes from the streets
faceless he strides
like some greedy thief
God please end this misery!
The crowds desire
he lives on them ... they call
bring on the forsaken
the final courtains fall
l****** mob for
vengeance they cry
in brazen steel image
Martyrs shall die
(repeat third verse)
Woe to the executioner
for whom the bell toll!!
(repeat first verse)
en route to the stage
onward to Ascheron
by crimson wings
Tides of hatred have taken
their tolls
fear grips his heart
may we pray for his soul
Embodied for vengeance
he takes from the streets
faceless he strides
like some greedy thief
God please end this misery!
The crowds desire
he lives on them ... they call
bring on the forsaken
the final courtains fall
l****** mob for
vengeance they cry
in brazen steel image
Martyrs shall die
(repeat third verse)
Woe to the executioner
for whom the bell toll!!
(repeat first verse)