The messenger is standing at Standing at the gate Ready to let go, ready for the crush The messenger
Too late for whispers, too late for the blush The past is mercy, and the future's glow Kneeling jury dressed in a cloak of shadows The hunting's grim for the innocent eyes Communion's prey is a cup of sorrows That fade its colors, for the humbling cries
*Припев: [ The spirit is over town Waiting for me to hit the floor Blooming whites can't fool the voice of war calling tonight Tonight face the red crown, the red crown around your door Time's scattering the seeds of the morning daylight ]
The avenger is roaming through Roaming through the land Ready for the clash for the lasting gash The avenger
Mothers kissing sons, when (where?) stuffing hands The bride is shining when the groom is gold Shining worship choked in a wave of silver The offering's grim for decievers cry Salvation of man (then?) is a cup of fire But hope is the star for the morning tide
*Припев
The pilgrims are gathering in the marching band The marching bands howl away Compassion is the flag... a righteous man A righteous man will hold
The pilgrims are gathering in the marching band The marching bands howl away Compassion is the flag... a righteous man A righteous man will hold