Sinners

A pact forged in blood to the clan of horned divine

Our loyalty and trust has stood the ravages of time

Tales of woe have filtered across the sky

Tragedies are written across the fucking heavens

Deceived by all below and above

So understood but not expected

For the tales of woe have filtered across the sky

Tragedies are written across the heavens

Everywhere people feel pain at the hands of the celestial winter

Calligraphical skills cut like daggers tearing messages through their soul

A pact forged in blood to the clan of horned divine

Our loyalty and trust has stood the ravages of time

Tales of woe have filtered across the sky

Tragedies are written across the fucking heavens

Deceived by all below and above

So understood but not expected

For the tales of woe have filtered across the sky

Tragedies are written across the heavens

At the bridge you hear the silent, beckoning cry

Laden with remorseful, bloodsoaked tears

The roots of mistrust begin to climb

Leeching and corrupting man's mind

Rise up sinners, we are sinners!