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