From Heaven We Fall

Arkangel

I light a candle on the tomb of the departed.
Sacrified, crucified on the cross of ignorance.
In this callous world chased face the weak for they shall be bled within than snow.
Predators running to fullfil a sadistic appetite driven by lust the fangs of manchred life to peace.
I wake men freedom to blake enslavement and wash that shave away from the face of humanity.
Crucified on the cross of ignorance.
Sacrified on the altar of greed.