Salvation seems a million miles away

A generation wiped out in one day

The sun is setting on a rancid town

Lady Solace has been gagged and bound

Brand a cross on the Door of Hope

Asphyxiating we begin to choke

My head is pounding like a funeral drum

Awaiting the Angel of Death



If this isn't Hell it's the next best thing

A city of frost for a leper king

The fruits of desire will not dull the pain

And in our weakness the Lord's to blame



Raping and robbing the dead on the ground

Light of humanity will not be found

All of our morals will now rot away

Down on your knees for forgivness pray



If this isn't Hell it's the next best thing

A city of frost for a leper king

The fruits of desire will not dull the pain

And in our weakness the Lord's to blame



Lord come and take me away from my home

Lead me to refuge down the path you have shown

Am I condemned to this delerious way?

Forever toiling in my watery grave



Brandish your daggers and come all ye men

This is our kingdom, the walls we'll defend

Crows of the tower will peck out our eyes

Lead us to victory under black skies