Try to wake up the prophet
A dream deceived by faith
Angel blows the trumpet
The father, son and the hate

The weak insists on believing
That your savior will return
You were not forgiven
Now suffer, cry and burn

Ashes hang over grief
Death, despair and pain
How can we see the truth
When light only bring us the blame?

Confrontation, intervention
The blood always remains
We shall believe in the void
Fulfilling thе duties of cain

Godly beings, unmerciful hymns
Rotting in hеll as they said
Fight the storm of lies
Violently invading our veins

Try to wake up the prophet
A dream deceived by faith
Angel blows the trumpet
The father, son and the hate

The weak insists on believing
That your savior will return
You were not forgiven
Now suffer, cry and burn

Confrontation, intervention
The blood always remains
We shall believe in the void
Fulfilling the duties of cain

It's no use praying or begging
The savior is in a coma