I am the cry for the falling of time We inherit the lies
A figure for the closing of time, the antagonist divine Void of vacant word, one final answer to be heard I will carry my decree into a storm of lead This is total war, my want for tolerance is dead
To my last breath I am someone to hate I will carry the weight I will bury your deception with a wrathful hand
Heart is cold Heart is cold
I am the cry for the falling of time We inherit the lies I am the cry for the falling of time We inherit the lies
A figure for the closing of time, the antagonist divine Void of vacant word, I am the enemy of new All you advocates of Hell, you corruptors of free will The culling is nigh, better get your fill
To my last breath, to my final day
I am the cry for the falling of time We inherit the lies I am the cry for the falling of time We inherit the lies
Heart is cold, and my weapons are washed in blood I avow to the call on high My resolve in the blessed above, in this ever-consuming divide