bloody axe in my hands
you fulfilling my demands
as the ships burn in the fields
all the lies your truth yields
bodies in ashes
watch my descent
into hell and my ruin
heaven falls to her knees
tempting satan with her pleas
some know better than to run away
then the others do not
kill the pilgrims and fuck the day
save the best for last
so brink of war we fight and die
while our souls burn in the sky |