Bleeding for men that have raped where i stand 

Forgiven the trespass of living 

And solemnly hailed for the pursuit of grace 

When the rightful reward should be pain 

The cause that is god, always one step behind 

Failure as ever a saviour 

Horned is the sentinel, welcoming us 

to what neither of us could escape 



None shall pass this end of times 

Never a day after this night 

Heroes burn as well as thieves 

as gods as love as life 



The Cause of their prayers 

Disgusted by knowing, 

that human weakness is holy 

The cause that is what we've become for resistance 

When all is forgotten and transformed into nothing