this abomination won t see the end of days sit throne of lies torn by voice up high death was only a dream not devastating disaster the rites of passage the past that we can t alter fuck you you and the horse that you rode in on just sit there and be silent as the grave you ve come out this time smelling just like roses i sit there watch while i drink my wine the weight of your sins and the evil beneath us will surely drag you down the axe shall fall on the one winged angel breaking the spell would you break this fall for he who sins against his kind the axe shall fall all right all right with a hollow heart and hollow eyes a cry from the cross serpents in disguise hearts of distrust is what we despise i sit there watch while i drink my wine the weight of your sins and the evil beneath us will surely drag you down  the axe shall fall on the one winged angel breaking the spell would you break this fall for he who sins against his kind the axe shall fall all right all right the axe shall fall on the one winged angel tonight tonight tonight tonight