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!