Look at you how you are surrounded by your darkest souls
The walls keep pouring your fear
You better get on your knees
They're making fun of the kid
He has started to beg for what he caused to himself
Father said thou shall not take the lord's name in vain
Look at you enchained in destitution
Now pray it won't help at all
Light the towers and make the angels crawl
Well you have been well served prepare for your doom