Trapped in purgatory
A lifeless subject, alive
Awaiting reprisal
Death will be their acquisition

The sky is turning red
Return to power draws near
Fall into me, the skies crimson tears
Abolish the rules made of stone

Pierced from below
Souls of my treacherous past
Betrayed by many
Now ornaments dripping above

Awaiting the hour of reprisal
Your time slips away

Raining blood from a lacerated sky
Bleeding its horror
Creating my structure
Now shall I reign in blood!