Trapped in purgatory 
lifeless object, alive 
Awaiting reprisal 
Death will be their acquisition 

The sky is turning red 
Return to power draws near 
Fall into me, the skys crimson tears 
Abolish [bad word] made of stone 

Pierced from below, souls of my treacherous past 
Betrayed by many, now ornaments dripping above 

Awaiting the hour of reprisal 
Your time slips away 

Raining blood 
From a lacerated sky 
Bleeding it's horror 
Creating my [bad word] 
Now I shall reign in blood!