Trapped in purgatory    A lifeless object, alive    Awaiting reprisal    Death will be their acquisition       The sky is turning red    Return to power draws near    Fall into me, the sky's crimson tears    Abolish the rules made of stone       Pierced from below, souls of my treacherous past    Betrayed by many, now ornaments dripping above       Awaiting the hour of reprisal    Your time slips away       Raining blood    From a lacerated sky    Bleeding its horror    Creating my structure    Now I shall reign in blood!