In the Highest

Lord, overthrown in apostasy
 The scythe behead growing blackened seeds
 Behind our eyes, blessed be the sight
 By the fruitless mass, offered to the divide
 Hosanna in the highest
 Your ruins are our towers
 Hosanna in the highest
 The adversary's wielding power
 Lord, our bodies rebuke
 Sirens suffocate voices breaking through
 Beware the eyes, blessed be our lies
 Thunderous storm clouds of the damned in us thrives
 Hosanna in the highest
 Your ruins are our towers
 Hosanna in the highest
 The adversary's wielding power
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 Hosanna in the highest
 Your ruins are our towers
 Hosanna in the highest
 The adversary's wielding power