First of all you will eat all the bodies No matter they pray for freedom they'll kill you Forward you crush those going backwards The wolves are now your lords Voracious flames upon the earth Second step you eat all the creation Swallow the trees, the

Now who will pray for Babylon Sing a song to Babylon On your knees before Babylon Beat that drum because Babylon is falling When a voice came thundering from above The Earth was spinning all vacant and waste And there was silence over the ocean The first

We will fight the heathens, we will fight the heathens Of war, we don't speak anymore, Dark is the light, The man you fight, With all your prayers, incantations, Running away, a trivial day, Of judgment and deliverance, To whom was sold, this bounty

Who knows what miracles There can be miracles Though hope is frail When you believe somehow you will You will when you believe (When you believe) Many nights we prayed With no proof anyone could hear In our hearts a hope for a song

And here you are And here you are and There is a room It floats above the stars This is my home It's filled with twisted light Our prayers will speak soon But not without words

Get ready for it I came to win, to fight, to conquer, to thrive I came to win, to survive, to prosper, to rise I wish today it will rain all day Maybe that will kinda make the pain go away Trying to forgive you for abandoning me Praying but I think I'm

Don't think I could forgive you Ya, you never said a word You didn't send me no letter See, our world is slowly dying I'm not wasting no more time Don't think I could believe you Ya, our hands will get more wrinkled And our hair, it will be grey And see

And we all still die Yeah we all still die What will you leave behind? Oh we all still die You fall through the trees And you pray with your knees on the ground For the things that you need With your lust and your greed weighing down And you weaken your

Eviscerated by your misery I watched you rot inside an open grave How long will we pray to silence? Don't give up, I've heard you say Over and over from an open grave It's not my suffering It's not my wound to cover I'm dying watching you bleed

Don't let them throw me away Flesh wound, flesh wound With medication it will fade Should I assume that someone hears me when I pray Full of hate Don't you love how I pray? Keep me and I'll be okay