Gehenna Lyrics

The bloodthirsty heavens'
Resounding decree
To make into mettle
The once-bended knee
Our fighter for freedom
A martyr is he,
Our champion for violence;
A saint he shall be.

His finest hour (he bids farewell)
He breathes his last (he bids farewell)
His work complete, (he bids farewell)
Surrenders his soul unto hell.

Light bursts forth in the stillness, creeping out to all that is being. It stretches its tendrils, blinding and levelling the great difference in existence.

May we be never judged for our words and our deeds,
For at once we lay bare our torments, as sacrifices, to the only one we can ever hope may deliver unto us our sweet restitution.

Let north come south, let truth be false, and when words come crashing, be as the many to one, the many to one.
In the swirling darkness of all that is, the gripping of their palms, let the blood on their heads be forever on our dripping tongues.

Basking in glory, their screams of misery, let the blood on their heads be forever.