The Second Coming

<p>Blood slowly fills the sky As the angels start to burn Heavens awakening shackled still to his hand</p><p>Rip at the womb to flush out the child Of the unfaithful whore Laying in waste for a derelict world Legs spread wide for the times</p><p>Raping the wounds for unholy release To impregnate our seed I can feel you twitching inside Our king shall be born</p><p>Warm winds carry me over forgotten spires Through the shrines of pestilence To the ones prepared for war</p><p>Our king</p><p>Now we watch the birth of silent red rage Slowly we fall to our knees He walks past and speaks to me Rise now and sentence the son</p><p>Then kill the christian clowns Reclaim now Our world suffocated by the wings of light The angels are rising can you smell the stentch of fear</p><p>We have waited so long From the edges of time A disease in his mind</p><p>All will burn</p>