Silent storm clouds

Slow they came, in God's name

Bold and blinded

We're the same, still no shame



Is this our fall from grace?

Is this our final trace?

Is this the end of time?

In this eleventh chime



One sign too many [2x]



The crown of nature

Pagan fools, pagan rules

A lost creation

Seals the womb, seals the tomb



Is this our fall from grace?

Is this our final trace?

Is this the end of time?

In this eleventh chime

Are we the last in line

To read the clearest sign