What's that Hell in Your Heaven
What's that Ailing Your Nights
What's that Pain in Your Sadness
While You Cry by a Dying Light
Who's That Guessing Your Outcome
Who's that Nailing Your Cross
Who's that Breathing Your Last Breath While You
Gasp for a Pale Devine Light
It's the Hate in the Air that Makes Your Heart Break
It's the Vision of Gods up on Your Face
What's that Break in your Submission
What's the Crime of Innocence
What's those Hands That They've
Thrown You as You
Prey for the Pale Devine Light
It's the Hate in the Air that Makes Your Heart Break
It's the Vision of Gods up on Your Face
It's the Breeding of Tears that Ruins your Faith
It's the Storming of Blood that Seals your Fate