Crypt Sermon Christ Is Dead
Time has a way of leveling mountains
Raising sea beds to the sky
And when the dust has finally settled
The earth will heave a laden sigh
A final moment of perfect stillness
Unseen by any man's eye
Where the veil is finally lifted
I am here to testify
Time has a way of ending all wars
Testing false witnesses, now laid to rest
In the end be no winners and losers
Corpses rot, by the sun they'll be blessed
The final moments of perfect stillness
When the wars are finally won
Death breathes a sigh as Phanuel cries (for)
Our rotten husks in the setting sun
O! They tell me there's a new world ahead
O! I know I've seen it, I've seen the dead
I looked over the edge of the rainbow
I stood atop thunder head
Far away a dark horizon
We are lost and Christ is Dead
I'll shout it from the highest steeple
I'll drink from the holy sea
I'll stare into the eyes of the devil
Til' I know we are truly free
