Strike Down

I don't care for the riddles unspoken

March to the cross and believe

My faith is never ending

Now assail the creation of life

A bright light, on a deserted plain

Your God is absent,

And Heaven abandoned

We'll find a place, where we're no strangers

Past revelation - My true dominion

Strike down, the fearful entity

They stand their ground or they run

Won't see the morning sun

cause we stole heaven from the Earth

Harsh, demeaning, endless seaming

This was all I was given

One fatal last mistake

The word of remorse came too late

We'll find our way there, and then return

We'll bring the fire and the storm.