As  I stare past reflection
See bodies turned to ashes                              
By deeds of dark intentions
Concealed by dark deception 

The ray of golden light
Leads  them to the darkest night                              
It’s too late to contrite
Prepare your soul to die                                  
The die was cast and they
Have sealed their destiny
The rain will wash away
Their blood from unmarked 
Grave!

Let it die! And let it rain
 Their [bad word] dreams in misery!  
Left to die, beyond the light
 Let it rain, let it rain!!!!!!!!

Rain will wash away
Blood from unmarked grave
Rain will wash away
So, let it rain….