Part III

So rapid the raptors, as coursers they came

all the scratching and screaming, I barely escaped

while the fuel cells they drained far too fast, I am dragged

like worms on a hook through the hole to the blackness beyond

at the end of days, where the world bleeds and burns

The sun is black as sackcloth made of hair

the stars have fallen to the Earth, mountains tearing from the ground

look at these people hiding from the red raindrops

while earthquakes shake the broekn time of this burning town

There's poison in the water, the ocean's blood that turned to slime and gotten hard

all the fish and whalres are corpes on the scab

in the darkness soldiers gnaw their tongues in pain, you see

so help me God, at the end of time they're screaming on their knees

oh let them die! oh let them die!

[CHORUS]

"The wrath of the Lamb!" the martyrs cry

"break the seven seals, let the horsemen ride!"

The soldiers bear the royal crest and scream into the sky

"He will come He will come! the Dragon's on the rise!"

"The King survived though his throat was cut, they say he's the chosen one

He leads our mean from Babylon, the rebellion's worldly son

Agasint the Tyrant, we have joined with him as soldeirs"

He tells me this while he shakes a bit - he's staring at his gun

The painful stings of flying things have worn away his flesh and popped at his eyes

At the blackness, he lashed out and cries:

"You cowards and your wrathful God will see what power means

when the Dragon comes-His will be done-in the fires you'll be cleaned

Oh let him rise!

Oh let him rise!"

[CHORUS]

I was these people fall

the dragon shrieks and burns it all

I flip the circuits on, I've got dragons of my own

The portal glows and my machines destroyed

"The Traveler has saved their souls from the Destroyer of Worlds

Then why does his heart still scream? Rise and speak"

I couldn't save her, I know she will die

But please, if I could only tell her goodbye

All I want is just one more day

that morning in May...

I've fought reptilian monsters

I've crossed a bloody see

just to meet you here

and now i'm coming home, my dear

the light is warm, outside at dawn

the garden has no weeds, no grave beneath the tree

through the silent house, my love after all

cruled up in a ball, there you are