Sermon - Contrition Lyrics

Tear the skin from the bone
Escape the world of flesh and stone
Will he still hear the call,
Calling his name
Through the grey hall

Hollow where the beat should be
Curse the sin in me
Grant me the end I desire
and watch me march into
THE FIRE

Tear the skin from the bone
Escape the world of flesh and stone
Will he still hear the call,
Calling his name
THROUGH THE GREY HALL

The ages did soar past
forever he saw the wrong did last
he decreed he shan't death
the traitor retained his last mortal breath

The figure held
together with string
His fingers wove
Towards the ring
The penance
to guide a way
bring the end
to the lingering day