Long Knives - Call of the Void

Awake in a world with full understanding,

that the peace you once knew has now turned to war

Like locusts they swarm

Facing the blade, that you once held,

begging for life, that you once took

Death, with a cold hand touching your neck,

reminding you that he’ll never forget

Cling to the cross or die by the sword,

like rats you will scatter expecting the flood

Death moves in the night

Ever faster, growing closer

The blade held to your flesh

The end is now setting in

Fear of tomorrow, fear for today

Death now surrounds you, screams out your name