Demon Hunter

This is our call: To see these idols fall
Drag them out into the light
Let fate devour whole
This is your fault
You fool of faith untrue
That we should face the grave with such a blackened view.
Oh, (this pain is true) we see the damage done in the eyes of those, turning away
Save your plea for the day that we suffer the wake of this treason.
Rain like fire descending upon us in holy resolve
Upon this ground.
Hollow name of fiive encircled frame