Iron & Stone - The Obsessed

He made the sinners cry

He opened up the sky

The rivers ran with blood

The jester’s name was love

Who cannot be saved?

The soul of the man is much depraved

Don’t act as of you are his clone

Made of iron and stone

The jester swept the land

To raise the mortal man

And when he had overcome

The war had just begun

As the darkness spread across the land

The soul of the man who stays his hand

Forms the basis of his home

Made of iron and stone

And when it came the time

To confess his crime

The people stood and stared

They didn’t even care

And when the mourning had died

The minions knew that there was no lie

The temple was built and the worshippers shown

Made of iron and stone