Lyrics
The clouds a weep
A roofless church
The rain it sweeps
The altar burned
The heavens rot
The night she died
"lest we forget"
Lost souls the cried
A shrapnel wound
A shrapnel through saviours flesh
Their hate it burns
Their hate it awe brightness
Still hear them moan
In a bloody mess
Amongst the wolves
The dreadful sheep
And fear the death
Gently the gale
Bolting your breath
Embraced the storm
And the children's tears
Through burning fields
The evil's here
The breath of hate
It'll all be gone
It'll be all too late
Fondle your fear
With human form
It's drawing near
And fear the death
Gently the gale
Bolting your breath
Embraced the storm
And the children's tears
Through burning fields
The evil's here
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