Here comes the last caress from deep beyond the grave   Burn slowly time to rest slave to this manifest      Need the one to save your soul impossible to hide it   Need the one to rise again so the future can return      Why are you afraid to do this I don’t know it’s kind of scary   Why do you fear to open your mind no don’t let me step inside   We are leaving this world you don’t know what you’re doing this time   Through shades of shadows the fear shall not return   And the children shall never burn      We were destined to survive we are sick of being depraved our fantasy   Bow to the new army of salvation when your weary days are gone   Hail to the wicked sons      The fear of being crucified on your own blackened cross   The fear of seven inch nails battered through your defenseless body   The fear of waking up from the dead and   Smell the scars of two thousand years failures