Standing On the Sun - Internal Void

Standing on the Sun

A planet filled with unbroken walls

A journey through its gothic halls

Of the dark below they must beware

Leaving sinners in pleading prayer

The masses fall.

No faith believed

No one to mourn those they’ve deceived

The wicked watch.

The shroud appear

Their own screams is all they hear

No light now.

Only dark

And God won’t be your guide

With blood, their graves are marked

The winds of death they ride

Rider and horse come down

This is their final day

They’re spreading death all around

And watch your world decay

Lake of fire soon will show

The seven angels trumpets blow

And to their final trial he leads

Hoping that their name he reads

To the melting earth now they will cling

The funerary bells will ring

The evil one he does not call

Watch the one great citiy fall