Devastation Done - After All

I declare this area forgotten ground

Come and spread the word

You’re running out of time

Dig up all the hatches present past

Smother non-believers

Fallen from your grace

Scream — wake up

Bleed — make up

Breed — enough

Devastation done

Worlds colliding singing different songs

Of histories rewritten

And unholy lullabies

I’ll compensate your hate as we agreed

With begging, cobblestones

And a bag of bloody souls

Please let me know

If you agree

To the terms we set

In all honesty

The burning feeling in your eyes

The soreness of the throat

Will never fade

And never leave your mind