In blood their names were written 
To [bad word] their [bad word] 
Three hundred years have passed 
The book still binds 
Corvus still waits 

It's what you put your faith in 
Return what has been taken 
Fiends he's sent to find 
They have no eyes 
For them it's too late 

It's pouring down, [bad word] for you 

Nearer draws it's shadow 
Furious winds howl 
Darker than their souls 
The storm arrives 
Exposing it's prey 

Striking without warning 
The tempest holds their jury 
Judgement has been cast 
Falling from the sky 
There's no escape 

It's pouring down, [bad word] for you 
The Devil's Rain
It's pouring down, [bad word] for you...