Naught

One by one we're all brought down
Deep into the arms of death
Buried far into the ground
In that day we'll rest
The armies moving single file
Marching of their feet keeps time
Bodies in the streets are piled
There is no reason why
We are so afraid
On this, the darkest day
Alone and so broken
Our spirit weak
We pray
Let it crumble to dust
Falling towers of rust
Disillusioned all thought
Everything will come to naught
Bring your armies to war
Burning blood and the gore
Oh my God! It's time!
I am not afraid to die

Locked up by the overlords
Beheaded claimed by the sword
We are not afraid of you
We are not afraid
Strung up, hung out to die
Black crows pluck out our eyes
We are not afraid of you
We are not ashamed
O-o-o-oh o-o-o-oh
O-o-o-oh o-o-o-oh
O-o-o-oh o-o-o-oh
O-o-o-oh o-o-o-oh
You have done this
Build up to tear down everything
Workers of iniquity
Oh, you will too feel death's sting
Whoa oh oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh oh oh, oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh, oh oh
Whoa oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh oh oh, oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh, oh oh
Whoa oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh
Brought to the gallows tree
Drowned in your treachery
Deep into a bloody sea
Oh, the horror that will be
Wind it carries the dust
Towers falling to rust
Endless tears will be wrought
Everything will come to naught



Credits
Writer(s): Adam Cory Snyder
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