Patron
Father of our guilt
I rejoice at golden heavens
Bird's eye view to earth
All is mine today
There's no word like hope
As the sun is hidden by the mist
Now the fortune's turning
Mix your gold with ash
Looks around your nation's dead
And God forgot your name
Six feet underground we lie
Strong our faith now dead
Paint with blood on these cryptic walls
Of your forlorn defeat
Bend your knees in prayer now
That is that they're for
Father did you see
Legions marching through my land
Trodden flowers dead
All has gone today
There's no word like hope
As the sun is hidden by the mist
Now the fortune's turning
Mix your gold with ash
Looks around your nation's dead
And God forgot your name
Six feet underground we lie
Strong our faith now dead
Paint with blood on these cryptic walls
Of your forlorn defeat
Bend your knees in prayer now
That is that they're for
Paint with blood on these cryptic walls
Of your forlorn defeat
Bend your knees in prayer now
That is that they're for
Father smiles when we forgive
The wound that leads to Eden
The years of slavery remain
And mean nothing
Again
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When blood rains from darkened skies and crying angels die
When the sun has burned its last rays and light no more remains
When tears of god stains the ground the dark age has arrived
Lighting strikes the realm of light
Angels burn in flames of fire
Storms from hell embrace the skies
As blackwinged hordes arrive
Infernal winds
Come forth from the byss
Satan rides the winds of wrath
Across the blackened sky
The dawn no more rises
Across the darkened horizons
Light no more shines
Over the