i long to see the day  when the wicked wash away  i long to sleep a night  without famine or a fight  i'll pay the price in blood  just to drag you through the mud  you cannot realize  how much i want your eyes  you wanna know my kind  yet crucify my kind  you can re-write every verse  but you cannot fight this curse     oh my lord  sheath thy sword  please let me  guard thy door  tonight  try not to lose you head     you raided every tomb   and spaded every womb  but you won't survive the night  every legion every knight  the enemies within  let the prophecy begin  you cannot realize  how much i want your eyes  those seven sacred fools  they're breaking all your rules  that pity little band  there end is close at hard     oh my lord  sheath thy sword  please let me  guard thy door  tonight  try not to lose you head     Seven Against Thebes doesn't matter  I'll watch your head as it bleeds upon a platter     now that i am king   it changed everything   now that i am lord   i'm sleeping with my sword   so all before me kneel  watch me lie, cheat and steal  cuz deep down within  you know i'm worse than him  i can see it in your eyes  those seven sacred spies  that pity little band  my end is close at hand     oh my lord  sheath thy sword  please let me  guard thy door  tonight  try not to lose you head     Seven Against Thebes doesn't matter  I'll watch your head as it bleeds upon a platter    these lyrics are submitted by Cyrus Rhodes