In the Highest

Lord, overthrown in apostasy
The scythe behead growing blackened seeds
Behind our eyes, blessed be the sight
By the fruitless mass, offered to the divide

Hosanna in the highest
Your ruins are our towers
Hosanna in the highest
The adversary's wielding power

Lord, our bodies rebuke
Sirens suffocate voices breaking through
Beware the eyes, blessed be our lies
Thunderous storm clouds of the damned in us thrives

Hosanna in the highest
Your ruins are our towers
Hosanna in the highest
The adversary's wielding power

Hosanna in the highest
Your ruins are our towers
Hosanna in the highest
The adversary's wielding power



Credits
Writer(s): Ellstroem Alexander Thomas, Karl Andreas Johnsson
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