Sorrow filled days of disease,
The faceless shadows arise.
The fear once among the l***,
Now reflects creations demise.
So to the idols
Wait for the impending doom,
Under a godless sky,
Yet we walk on further
A top the broken glass.
For our feet will heal
But our souls stay doused.
With humanity's blood,
Await the crucifixion,
No one is forgiven,
Everything precious lost.
Sanctified to God,
Carved into our souls,
Carved into our past,
Our lives severed
Our lives remain severed
The faceless shadows arise.
The fear once among the l***,
Now reflects creations demise.
So to the idols
Wait for the impending doom,
Under a godless sky,
Yet we walk on further
A top the broken glass.
For our feet will heal
But our souls stay doused.
With humanity's blood,
Await the crucifixion,
No one is forgiven,
Everything precious lost.
Sanctified to God,
Carved into our souls,
Carved into our past,
Our lives severed
Our lives remain severed