Trial & Terror

She called to the jury, "skin and bone!"
But fingers pointed by her own
And though the trials set to sink
The gods will give them blood to drink

The illness of her lasting long
It seemed to be the only wrong
But when the masses tip a scale
Slow death is waiting in a jail

And when all the angels fall
Oh, you tell your sons
That when all the final worlds
have been overrun
Hold strong for the darkness falls, within us all
We'll wait, on the edge of town
Until the call
Oh oh

The fear of others start to grow
Inside her mind are things unknown
Confess, my dear, oh you will die
The truth, she said, is just a lie

And when all the angels fall
Oh, you tell your sons
That when all the final worlds
have been overrun
Hold strong for the darkness falls, within us all
We'll wait, on the edge of town
Until the call
Oh oh



Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Lemoine
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