here in the shadows of social reform
amid a plague of good intent
an empty smile to keep us warm
here's to those we'll never miss
deadly, so deadly
fire walk with me
we waltz in your city
with a fiery step, nothing shall last
an exhale from our lungs
and your buildings collapse
in the wake of our path
when the sun finally sets
u will see that
we are the gods of hell
nations and souls will fall (like rain)
take your fears to the altar (and pray)
these are their last days
