Trapped in purgatory
A lifeless object, alive
Awaiting reprisal

Death will be their acquisition

The sky is turning red

Return to power draws near
Fall into me, the sky's crimson tears
Abolish the rules made of stone


Pierced from below, souls of my treacherous past
Betrayed by many, now ornaments dripping above


Awaiting the hour of reprisal
Your time slips away


Raining blood
From a lacerated sky

Bleeding its horror
Creating my structure
Now I shall reign in blood!