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)