The Irony

Into the vestibule with nothing but my pride
 left in the empty isles where shadows cannot hide
 Inherent doubts and fears no longer at my side
 my body swept of filth and cleansed now in the tide
 We are the end to come
 to all that has begun
 say goodbye to the setting sun
 one for all and all for none
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 Now wipe the blood away that covers up your face
 behold the prophets in illuminated grace
 Hands raids towards the tower high above the storm
 struck down the righteous few blessed to be reborn
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 The march of the damned, burns through the turf
 no longer salvation but melting the earth
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 Waking disaster, that hides in your faith
 no longer salvation that's left in it's wake
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 All hail the king of kings, saviour of the herd
 fire dripping from his lips and ice forms on his words
 The heavens open wide and swallow up the sun
 arms wide in loving praise the damage has been done
 We are the end to come
 to all that has begun
 say goodbye to the setting sun
 one for all and all for none.