Trapped in purgatory a lifeless object, alive
Awaiting reprisal death will be their acquisition
The sky is turning red return to power draws near
Fall into me, the sky's crimson tears abolish the rules made of stone Pierced from below, souls of my treacherous past
Betrayed by many, now ornaments dripping above Awaiting the hour of reprisal, your time slips away Raining blood from a lacerated sky
Bleeding it's horror
Creating my structure now I shall reign in blood