Morning star surging beyond in ominous skies
Sorrowful light shining for tragedy of paradise decayed

Season of plagues, winter falls
Turning lives into specters
Blasting blows of toxic storms
Carried along terminal winds, terminal winds

Blackened rays of a decayed sun
Rays of death
Blessing the blind masses

Blessing the blind
Blessing the blind
Blessing the blind masses

Paradise now in flames
Dissect all nations for them to know
Heaven's a tale of this ungodly land

The savior is a lie sworn to save
What can't be saved
What can't be saved
What can't be saved

The savior is a lie sworn to save
What can't be saved
The savior is a lie sworn to save
What can't be saved
What can't be saved
What can't be saved

The savior is a lie sworn to save
What can't be saved