Fall - A Storm Of Light

The rising one

Shadows the slum

Your worthless lives

Were the poisoned prize

All you burning

Slashing hands

All that stealing

Time to let it go

Fall into

Your shallow graves

Fall into

Your shallow grave

The vile ones

Their sickness spun

They will grace the earth

A last rebirth

All your greed

Killing dreams

All that preaching

Time to let it go

Fall into

Your shallow graves

Fall into

Your shallow grave

Fall