When They Come

Dwellers of branches of doubt

Bringers of all disgrace

Speak of them and you'll see

Your worst outcome

Seven sorrows built the prophecy

Broken eyes sunken in darkness, staring

Remember that time will be cruel

The answers will be hard to find there

The audience is blind at their doom

The preachers will remain in secret

There, and none will remain

When they come

Now the fallen have gone with their pain

Their souls will be slain in flames

They will burn into ash from hate

Some have sung the wrong words

That song has called disgrace

Their tongue is full of thorns

That rip apart broken men!

Seven sorrows have become a myth

Winter overwhelms your heart with burden

Remember that time will be cruel

The answers will be hard to find there

The audience is blind at their doom

The preachers will remain in secret

There, and none will remain

When they come

Now the fallen have gone with their pain

Their souls will be slain in flames

They will burn into ash from hate

Tehus antausa eha chaen-dian

There, and none will remain

When they come

Now the fallen have gone with their pain

Their souls will be slain in flames

They will burn into ash from hate