Pater Mortus

From dawn to dusk, the flame burns
Be my prayer, my sin, be my glorious edge
By the lady in red

In the middle of nowhere
In the middle of nowhere
That's where I heard

The pride of silver, the glory of gold
Beneath the lust
Down all the sentences
By the lady in red

In the middle of nowhere
In the middle of nowhere
That's where I heard

Oh lord, wisp the last breath

My egregious, bring the visions of the father death
The Father is dead
My egregious, bring the visions of the father death
The Father is dead!

In the hands of sorrow, he taint our pain
When we approaches the end
O noble forsaken, blind my world
Dispel my defenses