Snow falling, on the fields where only phantoms live, like memories and the nightmares that they give,
Frozen bodies, buried in eternal frost
You are chosen, you’ll do your duty no matter the cost
Now our judgment, bow down before the force that kills you
To hear the voice that your soul rips through
The burning Fears, the turning gears, immaculate conception
Politics, media, distorting human perception.
Rotting wisdom, pulling at the frayed ends of faith
You have your prize
Now it’s time for us to raise the stakes
Now it’s time to see if you have what it takes.
The Burning sands desert lands
Dust storms and dried out mud
Ascending from the depths of hell
A deluge of ancient blood
Forgotten secrets, kept by those entombed alive
Foul corruption in the human heart it does thrive
And to reach heaven we all strive