Pythia Dawn Will Come
[Verse I]
The light is dying in the sky
I walk through the sands of bloodshed old
And I steel myself this night
[Pre-Chorus I]
Hold me near you
I don't fear you
Feel my fire
[Chorus I]
Cold [...] of the meal and drink to madness
Through the [burning gold of light?]
I see the dagger in my hand
[Verse II]
Decked in gold, I wander through the halls
One thought: vengeance for my murdered kin
A word guides my faithful hand
[Pre-Chorus II]
Hands entwining
Stars aligning
You're in my grasp
[Chorus II]
Like a serpent you will writhe in the flames
As I send you to the hell from which you came
[Bridge I]
Take my hand
Breathe your desires
Know your lust
Will be your pyre
[Bridge II]
Blood and wine
Staining white lace
Feel the hate
In our embrace
[Pre-Chorus III]
Fever rises
Blood baptizes
Cold steel biting
[Coda]
Triumphant from the darkness
And the dawn will come again
In the end, the dawn will come