the lord's going to lay waste
the entire world he will devistate
its scattered inhabitants all the same
it will be for priests as for masses to
wither and suffocate
the earth is defiled by its populace
for all of his laws they do desecrate
and have violated the statutes
The floodgates will split us asunder
violently shaken reels like a drunkard
so heavy upon it the guilt of rebellion
that it will falter to rise never again
Therefore a curse will consume
this hell our guilt is our tomb
Praying to god with my eyes full of shame
I just need something to put out the flame
I am a sinner a bastard a liar
I just need something to put out the fire
Create to Obliterate...
The timbrels are still and the harp is quiet
the city lies desolate
the noise of the revelers has gone silent
the entrance to every house is barred
City is left collapsed
its gates have been decimated to scrap
And so will it be among all the lands
as when an olive tree is beaten
Therefore a curse will consume
this hell our guilt is our tomb
Praying to god with my eyes full of shame
I just need something to put out the flame
I am a sinner a bastard a liar
I just need something to put out the fire
I can't see through the flame
punished for all our days
he sayeth the moon she will be dismayed
he sayeth the sun he will be ashamed
he sayeth the lord almighty will reign
But I say I I waste away
Woe to me the treacherous betray
awaiting you, the pit and the snare
whoever shall flee at the sound of the terror
Therefore a curse will consume
this hell our guilt is our tomb
Praying to god with my eyes full of shame
I just need something to put out the flame
I am a sinner a bastard a liar
I just need something to put out the fire
Create to Obliterate...
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