Horse The Band

I've been anticipating the sacred day when this pestilence is stricken away.
Bathe my hands in glory that it brings, strike you down with righteousness it sings.
Your devastation and desecration will end. Assimilate and contemplate the meaning of the end.
The light within it makes you blink. Feel the fire within it, you can't breathe. Crashing down upon you, you're terrified. Now you see the light but in the end you die.
The life within it makes you weep. The pain within it makes you scream. Crashing down upon you, you're paralyzed. And you're terrified.