Cities Of Frost

Salvation seems a million miles away

A generation wiped out in one day

The sun is setting on a rancid town

Lady solace has been gagged and bound

Brand a cross on the door of hope

Asphyxiating, we begin to choke

My head is pounding like a funeral drum

Awaiting the angel of death to come

If this isn't hell, it's the next best thing

A city of frost for a leper king

The fruits of Empire will not numb the pain

And in our weakness, the lord's to blame

Raping and robbing the dead on the ground

Light of humanity will not be found

All of our morals will now rot away

Down on your knees for forgiveness you pray

If this isn't hell, it's the next best thing

A city of frost for a leper king

The fruits of Empire will not numb the pain

And in our weakness, the lord's to blame

Lord come and take me far away from my home

Lead me to refuge down the path you have shown

Am I condemned to this delirious way?

Forever toiling in my watery grave

Brandish your daggers and come all ye men

This is our kingdom, the walls we'll defend

Crows of the tower will peck out our eyes

And lead us to victory under black skies