One more nightmare calling 
Across his farthest fields 
The night skies are dawning 
Take as much as she will

 [bad word] down

No more heathens falling
Leave scripts on a burning page
No love just heathens falling
In this dying age

 [bad word] down

There's a girl in a green dress 
She's got eyes like fire and lips so tame 
She's haunted by the girl 
Who's crying in the red dress  [bad word] for her life 
In this dying age, dying age 
This dying age
This dying age