To Hear Of War

For their sin, the serpents coil in fear of judgement

Purgatory burned as I fought alongside flame
Mimicking the echo of a victim left ignored

Celebrate no saviour unaware of my strained voice
Command deaf ears to hear of war and not the word of God

On winds from hell, came a crusade
To collect the crowns of undeserving saints

Salvation knows no ghost wandering among the weak
Stalking prey in favour of free will
In both kingdom and corpse, absolution carves its name with the nails I have pulled from your palms

For their sin, the serpents coil in fear of judgement

Blessed heads will hang, not in shame, but in my hands
Harvesting a halo unbecoming of penance

Celebrate no saviour unaware of my strained voice
Command deaf ears to hear of war and not the word of God

On winds from hell, came a crusade
Collect the crowns of undeserving saints
For their sin, the serpents coil in fear of judgement