The Great Purge

The great purge is bringing terror

Growing bones are piling high

And then I see you

Between the tear fall

Your darkened lips are full

And stained by wine

My lonely tunnel

My faded dream

It still grows warm

But further than it seems

A face like your own

Through a cloud and you can't see

Uncovered stones

Form the words that make me

Clear the land of all believers

And avoid the mastermind

And then I hear you

Inside the nightfall

Your well-known skin

Is warm and by my side

A face like your own

Through a cloud and you can't see

Uncovered stones

Form the words that make me

Wipe the creature from the face of earth

Rid the demon off his feet

End the reign of his existence

Bury the man, bury his dream

Bow down

Bow down

Bones of saints are found

Behold

Behold

Beware of men that are too proud

Ashes to ashes

Crosses to graves

Holy burial ground

Drown… drown

Where are they now?

Where are they now?

(Where are they now?)

Descend to darkness

Descend to darkness

Descend to madness

Descend to madness