Orange Goblin

Salvation seems a million miles away
A generation wiped out in one day
The sun is setting on a rancid town
Lady Solace has been gagged and bound
Brand a cross on the Door of Hope
Asphyxiating we begin to choke
My head is pounding like a funeral drum
Awaiting the Angel of Death
If this isn't Hell it's the next best thing
A city of frost for a leper king
The fruits of desire will not dull the pain
And in our weakness the Lord's to blame
Raping and robbing the dead on the ground
Light of humanity will not be found
All of our morals will now rot away
Down on your knees for forgivness pray
If this isn't Hell it's the next best thing
A city of frost for a leper king
The fruits of desire will not dull the pain
And in our weakness the Lord's to blame
Lord come and take me away from my home
Lead me to refuge down the path you have shown
Am I condemned to this delerious way?
Forever toiling in my watery grave
Brandish your daggers and come all ye men
This is our kingdom, the walls we'll defend
Crows of the tower will peck out our eyes
Lead us to victory under black skies