The Second Coming

No more heroes

No more ties

No more saviours

No more lies

Promise me, promise me that with a crown of thorns

I will be made devine in the eyes of the damned

I lead the path unto a blackened world

I drank the blood of the saints

I'm a vessel of unholiness

Vessel of unholiness

I am more than a malignant spirit

I will spread my plague until the sun blacks out

Promise me

Promise me

Promise me

No more heroes

Promise me

No more saviours

You want a God?

I'll give you something to live for

Promise me that I will be made God

Promise me

Feel my hate and sacrifice your entity

No more ties

No more saviours

No more lies