Trapped in purgatory
A lifeless object, alive
Awaiting reprisal
Death I said she said
Death will be their acquisition
The sky is turning red
Return to power draws near
Fall into me, fall into me
The sky's crimson tears
Abolish the rules, 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, raining blood
From a lacerated sky
Bleeding its horror
Creating my structure
Now I shall reign in blood