The First Will Be Last - Bride

Where will you be when the moon turns to blood

When the sun won’t shine and the stars fall from above

Has love taken you high or has pride taken you low

The elements are coming apart the atoms letting go

The first will be last

The last shall be first

The hungry shall be fed

While the filled will thirst

You can take every breath with the devil’s daughter

The carnage of our passion

Leads you to the slaughter

Just a memory of her face mindless begs your sleep

Break free of the bondage of disbelief

The cities glow and the kings rise and fall

Conviction of your sould leaves you walking on the walls

The chandeliers glisten with their reflections of light

Dancing in the shadow out the night