A storm is coming to flood the gate But it won't break through my walls The servants rise to overthrow their kings And miserable they'll fall So it comes to pass Your true face is shown at last The perfect opportunity to fail There will be no turning back Once the table will be set How easily you turn friends to foes To me you never were a threat Don't make me unmake you Your suffering has only just begun So it comes to pass Your disposition turns to dust I'll compromise the future To forget this perfect past