The clouds a weep A roofless church The rain it sweeps The altar burned The heavens rot The night she died "Lest we forget" Lost souls the cried A shrapnel wound A shrapnel through saviours flesh Their hate it burns Their hate it awe brightness Still hear them moan In a bloody mess Amongst the wolves The dreadful sheep And fear the death Gently the gale Bolting your breath Embraced the storm And the children's tears Through burning fields The evil's here The breath of hate It'll all be gone It'll be all too late Fondle your fear With human form It's drawing near And fear the death Gently the gale Bolting your breath Embraced the storm And the children's tears Through burning fields The evil's here