Mr. Mayor, the mission burns

the zombies are marching, they close on the square

Families are cold, look down at their souls

huddled in camps on the marble steps of City Hall

Faith in their God, that's all they've got

Across the room, beyond the pane

the whole world is churning, bleeding and burning

hailstorms and ash

the moon is as blood

over the soldiers who sag in the mud





Save our city

keep our souls, Lord

through the rapture

of this world



Little boy, I'm just a man

a mere civil servant, against this tyrant God

I've allied with out King, salvation he brings

protecting the city against all the troops Heaven sent

but the dead walk again, this is the end

Oh I'm just a man, my time has come

Long live King Simius, may he deliver us

from thisn ightmare

and with a blast like the sun

his lips are unwrapped from the barrel of his gun







Fought and fell for our great king

we burned alive and boiled

the dragin, red and wrathful, call

we rise and march once more

cursed in death, we starve for flesh

our skin is cooked and curled

we'll eat out kin and smash them in

in Hell, we'll grind their bones







Save our city

keep our souls, Lord

Rise now and fight