With the morning came the aftermath, and the terror that ensued,
left us paralyzed in it's wake, the truth was misconstrued
horrifying visions of a world that was our domicile
now plaguing us with every breath and driving us underground
Soon the sun was darkened, and the moon was turned to blood
and the scholars and the wise who said this day would never come
were dragged into the city streets and as their bodies burned
some shook their fists to heaven cursed the one who spoke the word
as the book of revelation unfolds before our eyes
we fix our minds upon the cross while looking to the skies
in the midst of panic, taking captive every thought
we focus our attention on the coming of the son of God
When we see the white horse ripping through the sky
then the suffering will be complete
When we see the finish of enemies demise,
then the suffering will be complete
Martyrs face the judgment, so many laid to waste
their bodies mount a million high, so sickening the taste
Children of the damned, prepare for the feast
they will overtake the righteous empowering the beast
Hiding in the catacombs, sheltered in the sun
churches crumbled to the ground, tribulation has begun
Gestapo pound the cobblestone, initiate the mark
we refuse to bow to the disciples of the dark
chorus
Oh my God in heaven, please look down upon this earth,
the blasphemous, tormenting us, but still we seek your word
forsaking not the covenant, that you have made with man,
but deliver us from wickedness into your promised land.
chorus
(solo Charlie)
