Who are you people
How did you get out of there
Your selfish needs should have kept you there
A fortress built for the ones who sin
Don't let this get into your head
True false god, the village bled
Kwælghemagea falls with a relapse
All your work and progress gone to waste
Consider this statement, you'll want this later
Consider the people you follow
Question what's going on 'round you
With your help the prophecy shall be true
I pretend these issues don't exist
They kind of just stand over my head
What will I do, what can I say to them
All I can do is give them what they want
A new world order
Inside of the court he waits at the crimson border
Draw and quarter them all
The ones who knew what it was before
Don't let this get into your head
True false god, the village bled
It's the end of times
Your orders promoting destruction
The heavens have found us
And they're taking us up
