The skies are open before me   The crowd of souls in sudden flight   Hoping for prayers in the world      Late repentant, no stain from hell   No stain from hell      I thought the worst had, I thought the worst had past   Thousands of people, they have no face   I will not trust what I can not see   None will have the time to strike a blow    The final blow!   The final blow!      Hell - no stain from hell   Those fools are the ones we vote for   The kings and rules of negligence   Taking a nation to lead in decay   A shade announcing another law   Can not believe I couldn't escape   No chance to leave this plague   I have to be cleansed, from all the blame      The final blow!