To Hear of War

For their sin, the serpents coil in fear of judgement

Purgatory burned as I fought alongside flame

Mimicking the echo of a victim left ignored

Celebrate no saviour unaware of my strained voice

Command deaf ears to hear of war and not the word of God

On winds from Hell, came a crusade

To collect the crowns of undeserving saints

Salvation knows no ghost wandering among the weak

Stalking prey in favour of free will

In both kingdom and corpse, absolution carves its name

With the nails I have pulled from your palms

For their sin, the serpents coil in fear of judgement

Blessed heads will hang, not in shame, but in my hands

Harvesting a halo unbecoming of penance

Celebrate no saviour unaware of my strained voice

Command deaf ears to hear of war and not the word of God

On winds from Hell, came a crusade

Collect the crowns of undeserving saints

For their sin

The serpents

Coil in fear

Of judgement