Firefall

Night fall sun sighing blue grey defeat

Sacrament fall break clean and away

Word fall and fix and fail and fragment

Wring tears from dry eyes

And give good men courage to do evil things

Firefall and burn and kill and destroy

Firefall And burn and kill and destroy it all

Stand Back

Hold up your coward's head

So I may take it from your neck

And burn the crown you wear so proud

I hope it ruins you

I hope that you are made to suffer

Sean Harmanis

Not even vultures will touch what's left of you when I'm through

Nothing left torn apart Limb from Limb

Too late

The hour has past to spare spilt blood

Too late

The hour has past to spare spilt blood

The festering black spot spreading from your soul

The calloused disregard of flesh and of blood

Sean Harmanis

I hope it ruins you

I hope that you are made to suffer

I hope it kills you

I hope it pulls you down into an early grave