Fate Of The Faithful

Hail, the God song
All trill to the tune, devout reprise
Hail, the aeon
We knelt on this slab, the blessed people

We fought for the fable
But instead we burn
In the end of time
Left an empty urn

Hail the maker
A noisy device to take the toll
God forsake her
For the songs that she sang have left God's acre

We fought for the fable
But instead we burn
In the end of time
Left an empty urn

We fought for the fable
But instead we burn
In the end of time
Left an empty urn



Credits
Writer(s): Dave Cobb, Samuel Kiszka, Daniel Wagner, Jacob Kiszka, Joshua Kiszka
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