When revelation has been passed unto you They have turned their back and watched you die Hold on, their cunning lies Get down or face demise Leave the wounded as they die Death awaits you from the skies Repeat, retreat, This spinal cracking sound You have to get to safer ground There is nowhere To hide from this extinction Coating this field with blazing death Silencing the ones still left Press on, struggle on The fire shapes your skin But you, you fall And the truth dies within Immolation takes its path Scorching remnants turned to dust They judged your trespass on truth was too much It was too much Too much Traitors of our lives remain The trust we shared now rests with us And still theyll say that we have not died in vain We have not died in vain Not died in vain We died in vain We died for the greater counterfeit
died, vain, much, coating, silencing