Awaiting the Flood - Devil Sold His Soul

Run far — the edge of the world is crumbling

As black sets in, what will you do?

While they recite the old tales

The crowds turn into meaningless ghosts of you

I’m finding this hard to believe in

This prospect is getting out of hand

And I cannot return the lie

Deception: fantasy of the damned

This night has gone

Your senses desolate

A frozen rose in my chest

A map of your face

A hundred souls tonight

Eternal hell will rise

I’ll open the floods

It’s all for you

They cannot rise in our way as long as we stand

Your final forfeit

Destiny held down

You cannot stand my fault?

But it’s all for you

Running out for you

Sun the greatest lie

The sky will fold with light

The tides have turned, I think we’re dead