The Night of the Sacrifice
A angels Death whould Suffice
When the Sins of one to many
Dissolves into thin air
And all the hope is Buried in Evil and Mutany
and as long as what you see
Running through her hair

Forging Heaven from the hammers
I dont always have the answer
The power of the human hand
When used by the damned

(Hammer Sounds) (Screams) (Hammer sounds)

Forging Heaven from the hammers
I dont always have the answer
The power of the human hand
When used by the damned