The Sacrament
Portrait
5:27The dead in our wake lie in shallow graves In victory our troops marches on In heat and in rain, for God and empire The trail spelling death endless long And so our God-loving hearts turn to stone Arise and awaken, O spark within I sense now the presence of thine So far away now from God's lost glory The innocent white turns to red The rage from within now set free Scorn and mockery The sands of time are sinking Behold my treachery The wine of God I am drinking Break the shackles, you're not their soldier Golden glory awaits Free yourself now from their illusion From your sleep now awake The dead in our wake lie in shallow graves In victory our troops marches on In heat and in rain, for God and empire The trail spelling death endless long Scorn and mockery The sands of time are sinking Behold my treachery The wine of God I am drinking Scorn and mockery The sands of time are sinking Behold my treachery The wine of God I am drinking"