Serpent On The Cross

Ravaged condition

The blood and tragedy

All God's creations

All willing on the streets you flood

With countless opposition

Regale as others count the cost

Prevail in deprivation

Deluded righteous will fall

Before uncertainty of loss

Unholy resurgence

On the first chime, it's the last time

Your lonely soul will rot

Such indecision

A sudden travesty

Defiant natured

Unforgiving are the weeping ones

The lavished inquisition

In vain, another fight was lost

With furious revelation

Behold the righteous will fall

Bеfore the serpеnt on the cross

Unholy resurgence

On the first chime, it's the last time

Your lonely soul will rot

Born the first in line

The good die as the bad die

Forged a lasting shrine

The good die, never denied

Such certainty of loss

With the Serpent on the cross

The first chime is the last time

Your holy soul will rot

The first chime as we all die