Funeral Pyre The Wrath
The sun has fallen into the sky
Now night has overcome
From my heart I cures at the moon
This entity has possessed my soul
The substance of the dark makes me become a killer
This pain has dwelled beneath my flesh for to long
A life spent suffering beneath the sky,
My shadow is cast upon the ground
Lurking through the night I found no solace
Alive are those not taken by fear
Afraid of the wrath by god
Breached is the truth I was told
Behold I have come
Pure are those that I touch
But this their final breath
