Lords of the Apocalypse

Our sins are piling up
The blood is rising
We're all drowning now
In this abyss
No light can reach us now
Yet we're in bliss
The screams are turning up
The flames are rising
We're all dying here
The battle's lost
Cry out, but be not heard
We've forgot the cost
Oh, but we're not gone
Death has already claimed us
This land his hell itself
So why not let loose?
The skies are blazing now
Kick down the door
Rise in field
Rise in barn
Rise in bunker
And do not mourn
Rise in city
Rise in town
Rise in village
And don't lie down
Our voices will be heard
Among the stars
Though few remain
We'll take their spurs
You'd best be running now
For we are rising
You'd best be running now
For we are kings
Our sins are piling up
The blood is rising
We're all drowning now
In this abyss
No light can reach us now
Yet we're in bliss
No way back in sight
So just keep going
No end is in our sight
So we'll keep killing
Our sins are piling up
The blood is rising
We're all drowning now
In this abyss
No light can reach us now
Yet we're in bliss
Category:Moderate
Category:Isentome
Category:Poems