Trapped in purgatory A lifeless object, alive Awaiting reprisal Death I said she said Death will be their acquisition
The sky is turning red Return to power draws near Fall into me, fall into me The sky's crimson tears Abolish the rules, abolish the rules Made of stone
Pierced from below Souls of my treacherous past Betrayed by many Now ornaments dripping above
Awaiting the hour of reprisal Your time slips away Raining blood, raining blood From a lacerated sky
Bleeding its horror Creating my structure Now I shall reign in blood