Hyde Abbey

GOD, PRAY FOR PLAGUES

God! Show me where’s he
Pray for plagues
I will be the first
And the last one

Like a gunshot to your throat
You Feel the warming blood

The red dyes the rivers
Marked or not
A premonition of your fate
the end will rise
To stare at your face
The time has come
What we’ve Become

Pray for plagues
I will be the first
And the last one

Something more than your puppets
You never learned to pray
I start remembering my name

Collapsed and sinner
As our sons

Marked or not
A premonition of your fate
the end will rise
To stare at your face
The time has come
What we’ve Become

don’t be proud of what you have become.

Another creation of our fears and thoughts
Don’t forget that can be vanished and destroyed

Gods show where is he
he was taken by your hands
And they will die by mine.

start remanding my name

I will see your fail and fall