Behold, he stands before you all
upon the tower, fit to fall.
See the beauty of the never-ending,
hear his creatures call.
Say then, say then:
Lay no eye upon my eye, lay no voice upon my crying.
Set no truth above my lie, shed no tear upon my dying.
An orphan is your child to be,
and like you took my child from me
the likes of this, my vengeance,
have my hell bred creatures yet to see.
I've never known such naked pain
as if I'm naked in the rain.
I've searched each world for virgin soil
fir for my slaughtered child's remains.
Say then, say then:
For an eye you take an eye, take my voice for all your crying.
Upon your infants grave I lie, upon its d**h I do my dying.
For his eye you take an eye, shattered was he when we found him.
Stone and cut and crucify, leave his k**er's heart unpounding.
Men and angels hide in vain
for he who hath my firstborn slain
shall die before the sun has set.
He took my child, he will regret.
Say then, say then:
Lay no eye upon my eye, lay no voice upon my crying.
Set no truth above my lie, shed no tear upon my dying.
(solo)
Poised to strike is the slumberous sword
of the dark and childless lord.
"This machete of mine will get thee in time,
we're alone in a room with no door."
Yes, I recall the d**h of one
older, and more holy son.
I see the irony, but that won't render
this one deed undone.
Say then, say then:
For his eye you paid an eye, a law you find is self-fulfilling
In your place your child did die. d**h is all you gain from k**ing.