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