The First Hymn

And so I chose the night to be my dominion

Beauty, hope and joy all lay behind

All things good were no longer my companions

Buried with the soul that I let die

Then I sang the first hymn

And I filled a river red with blood

Drenched my whole world in sin

Left my city in dust

The few believers wanted to be picked

Praying to their God like some pious lunatics

Their sins were deadly, my lies, their truth

I opened up the gates and let them crawl through

To sing their first hymn

Filled their river with blood

Drenched their whole world in sin

Built their cities of dust

Drenched their whole world in sin

River red with blood

Built their cities of dust

I sang the first hymn

And I filled a river red with blood

Drenched my whole world in sin

Left my city in dust

I sang the first hymn

I filled a river red

I sang the first hymn

River red with blood

Once freedom came for me, and for my wearied soul

Prisoner of life I'd be no more

But the taste of blood had grown far too sweet

So I chose to walk the road that I was on

So I sang the next hymn

Filled a river with the death of love

And wallowed in my sin

Left my city in dust

Filled a river red with blood

Left my city in dust