Eleven saintly shrouded men Silhouettes stand against the sky One in front with a cross held high Come to wash my sins away
Standing alone in the wind and rain Feeling the fear that is growing Sensing the change in the tide again Brought by the storm that is brewing Feel the anxiety hold off the fear Some of the doubt in the things you believe Now that your faith will be put to the test Nothing to do but await what is coming
Why then is God still protecting me Even when I don't deserve it Thought I am blessed with an inner strength Some they would call it a penance Why am I meant to face this alone Asking the question time and again Praying to God won't keep me alive Inside my head feel the fear start to rise...
They'll be saying their prayers When the moment comes There'll be penance to pay when it's judgement day And the guilty'll bleed when the moment comes They'll be coming to claim, Take your soul away
The sign of the cross The name of the rose... A fire in the sky The sign of the cross
They'll be coming to bring the eternal flame They'll be bringing us all immortality Holding communion so the world be blessed My creator my god'll lay my soul to rest
Lost the love of heaven above Chose the lust of the earth below Eleven saintly shrouded men Came to wash my sins away
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