Pink Turns Blue - Order Of The Day lyrics

Everything's justified In spite of all wars inside A hollow pit of nothingness Absolutely meaningless I go on Order of this holy day I'll go on It's the order of the day As far as history I'm dead Seeming calm and resolute A man who dare's always right Merits rigorous a fate I've found God, but I'll go on slaughtering I've found God, but I'll go on slaughtering The order of the day Go on butchering Back on cross again Back on cross again Wading through the blood All belongs to me Wading through the blood Wading through the blood