It's a wish for reprisal,
The vengeance that divine has chosen,
With no reflection of this anger,
In my embodiment I'm all that is despised.
They will claim it's justified,
They will say that it's to my judgement,
With prayers and wishes to be granted with destruction and murder, beyond their eyes.
Break the night,
Break the sky,
The angels they claim, may be sent to take your life.
A wish for something more than death,
A wish for a paradise to open,
Bored now our new saviors,
Sent to steal our breath.
Break the night,
Break the sky,
The angels they claim may be sent to take your life.
Break the night,
Break the sky,
The angels they claim may be sent to take your life.
Some, claim, it's justified.
Some, say, it's the judgement of the divine.
How could it be the work of their divinity? (x2)
It's divine retribution.
If the bloodshed meant to me.
