Apr 25, 2004 21:14
The rivers run red, the heat melts the sand, all life is dead when I walk the land. I am the son who died for your sins. The time has come, I'm born again.
Storm Heaven's gates and paint the lands black. Kill his angels, rip the wings off their backs. Taking it back, I'm taking it back, I'm taking it back, I'm taking it back.
Close up your eyes, send prayers to the sky. He'll hear the cries that beg not to die. He'll know your fear, save the world whole, but when I get there I'll swallow his soul.
The walls will crumble, the ground will crack. His kingdom will fall with the first attack. Taking it back, I'm taking it back, I'm taking it back, I'm taking it back. Taking it back, I'm taking it back, I'm taking it back, I'm taking it back.
Amen.