: [Instrumental]
: Welcome to a world of pain, This is the day of your conversion mortification Dragged away from home on blood red nights Slave to a brutal system, forevermore
: Never forgive, never forget This world is out of joint Your order's built on sand Conspiracy to murder, cold blooded murder Assassinated the few who
: I know that they will bleed in hell But where is justice in this unjust world? Where is the truth we died for? You feed the lie they fight for Silence
: Here we are, waiting for the storm. Here we are, waiting for the storm to come. We know this world will drown in blood. Last days of May, this spring
: This is the war you called, and I'm the one, who came to judge you Too soon your gods will leave, this is the day of your defeat Welcome the newborn
: I did not choose to tread this path, a forced journey into an unknown future. As our doom eclipsed this clueless state, I hate to leave my world behind
: (Bonus Track) Heaven kicked you out You wouldn't wear a tie Staring at some pictures by yourself At something that you want to have but will never
: Nothing but pain, nothing but anguish Depriving me of mercy, refusing all compassion These bare walls around me My prison, my dungeon Deliver me to
: So much terror I have seen Fought endless years for their revenge Now I know this struggle ended nowhere I am remembering with shame I feel my time
: An unforgiving chill crawls down my blood stained limbs And a thousand frozen bodies line our way into the night Shadows of dead trees appear like
: The time has come for you Why don't you see the omen Open your eyes and cast their lies aside Your craven kings are headed nowhere Your craven leaders
: [Lyrics & Music: David DeFeis] I Sing Of Power, Magick And Faith A Sonnet Of Pure Victory A Hymn To The Spirits Of Freedom And Grace And Whichever
: [ENDYAMON:] On the Bridge of Hades, searching for a Sign On the brink of Knowledge, there's no time Shadow of the Horseman who is sworn to rise
: [ENDYAMON:] I sing of Power, Magick and Faith A Sonnet of Pure Victory A Hymn to the Spirits of Freedom and Grace And whichever Gods there may
: [ENDYAMON:] (THE SWORD to I take to the Air, Fear breaks the will of denial) You look for me there, hunting the Skies I am soundless I fly to the
: GOD OF OUR SORROWS your blade drinks deep Earth feels the wound . . . Earth Mother I am wronged, Earth Mother I am wronged . . . What comes on
