Spears of Sacred Doom - Hour of Penance

Pounding terror becomes the loss of all fear

Breathing the cinders — The stars will turn to dust

Do it — Bring the spears of sacred doom

Agony is the real war king

We redeem the mortal sins

The undefeated scourge walking dead

Bring the siblings, the seed of lords that were free

Bleed the worms that feed upon their trust

Blood

Afterglow of this world undone

Now give me more

The dead scrolls have become entwined

Now give me blood

War — the knights raise the flags of hoar

So weak — The knights left this world cold

Do it — Bring the spears of sacred doom

Agony is the real war king

We redeem the mortal sins

The undefeated scourge walking dead

Blood

Afterglow of this world undone

Now give me more

The dead scrolls have become entwined

Battered sore skin besieges the heart of this faith

Inverting the words to turn this book to ash

Believe — Consume — Defy

Return this world to ash

For me — For you — For life

Return this world to ash for you to thrive