This is a burial of an Age Of an age of unrest Consider still each weakness; each bloodshed Will, once cut from stone fell away Fell away; put to test Now bury me; To rise, to rise again And in the wake of it all times churning Who’s left to save; what’s left to save; who’s left The time has come to deliver hell through the beast of Archangel The time has come to deliver hell - Defend the sacred ground Do you remember the fire we’re standing in? This World bestows us the Guards of Contagion Sold to the golden crown; false ways, false hopes intact It’s heresy [x3] The time has come to deliver hell through the beast of Archangel The time has come to deliver hell – Defend the sacred ground Do you remember the fire we’re standing in? This world bestows us the Guards of Contagion This is a Burial of an Age This is the Burial of an Age The Guards of Contagion