retribution

• brymir sarkisi. sözlerini copy/paste edecektim ama bulamadim, ben de oturdum yazdim.
  
  rain, the gift of our forbidden god
  grants no compassion, no humility
  our souls filled with a burning wrath
  and the promise of divinity
  but a silent voice now weeps within
  it prays; forgiveness for our sins
  for our lands left ravaged in our wake
  
  and so i stand
  my heart filled with hate for eternity
  and so i stand
  my soul still denies my mortality
  and so i shall fall
  alone and bound to envy all
  
  and i feel pain, that solace
  of tainted conscience
  it grants a glimpse of resentful reality;
  our god, long since fallen
  a lost path, a lie of divinity
  and i see it die
  i hear it weep
  in waters deep
  
  and last, i stand
  as the final beacon of man
  through remorse, through the shame
  the guilt of aeons in my name
  the grief of aeons
  that rends apart the heart
  the art of man perfected
  
  and pain fades away
  a castaway i am to stay
  
  in that name i became what nature abhors
  in vain i now raise my fist against it all
  but i see, through the eyes of a storm, afar
  a father's scorn, a mother's call
  and i'm filled with reverence as i fall
  the temple trembled, as time did stall
  its last keeper becomes one with the stars
  a grave; the peace for the restless
  
  at last, i stand
  the pitch-black rain can't cleanse
  my broken blood-stained hands
  and last, i fall
  and see it all...