The Second Coming

Blood slowly fills the sky
 As the angels start to burn
 Heavens awakening shackled still to his hand
 Rip at the womb to flush out the child
 Of the unfaithful whore
 Laying in waste for a derelict world
 Legs spread wide for the times
 Raping the wounds for unholy release
 To impregnate our seed
 I can feel you twitching inside
 Our king shall be born
 Warm winds carry me over forgotten spires
 Through the shrines of pestilence
 To the ones prepared for war
 Our king
 Now we watch the birth of silent red rage
 Slowly we fall to our knees
 He walks past and speaks to me
 Rise now and sentence the son
 Then kill the christian clowns
 Reclaim now
 Our world suffocated by the wings of light
 The angels are rising can you smell the stentch of fear
 We have waited so long
 From the edges of time
 A disease in his mind
 All will burn