Death And Judgement

There’s someone calling at my grave
I can’t believe that I’m dead
And all these crimes, they haunt my sleep
And all the ones I took with me

They drag me out from my domains
My vestments were torn off my corpse
And in a chamber now, below
Of flesh and worms, I’ve built my throne!

Repent
It’s time
Synod!
In pain

Repent
It’s time
Synod!
In pain

Deposed
Abused
Possessed!
In pain