Father, I know that you've witnessed a darkness in me   'Twas spawned in shadows of the old gallows tree   I'm but a sad depraved reflection of our inhumanity   The warped exaggeration of the lost and darkest of dreams      Bring forth a wrath of cleansing fire   Here now in mankind's bleakest hour      Born of a casket I'm the heir to a corpse   I've eyes that see maggots through the thin flesh they bore   I shall bloody my hands 'til the last breath be torn from me   So blindly we walk the winds of these plagued streets   Dead, the once feeling part of me      Oh lord divine, please break this silence   Destroy your race of faceless liars      At the edge of existence   We the clays of intention have ripened in your image   Ah, the binds of tradition   Your archaic deception numbs our empty beings      City that stands on a million graves   In a world full of hatred to fear enslaved   Countless the dead slaughtered in your name   Not a utter of your voice have you once repaid      No above, no below, just a man letting go   When all my earthly desire is disowned   No screaming sirens should sound   No revelations profound      Simply lowered into the ground   That's just what I'll be dead in the dirt   So blindly we walk the winds of these plagued streets   Dead, the once feeling part of me      Bring forth a wrath of cleansing fire   Here now in mankind's bleakest hour   Oh lord divine, please break this silence   Destroy your race of faceless liars   Necropolis