Bleeding for men that have raped where i stand Forgiven the trespass of living And solemnly hailed for the pursuit of grace When the rightful reward should be pain The cause that is god, always one step behind Failure as ever a saviour Horned is the sentinel, welcoming us to what neither of us could escape None shall pass this end of times Never a day after this night Heroes burn as well as thieves as gods as love as life The Cause of their prayers Disgusted by knowing, that human weakness is holy The cause that is what we've become for resistance When all is forgotten and transformed into nothing