Hands of Death

Lost again
Empty house
Up the stairs
Don't turn around

Down the hall
Find the door
I know this place
I've been here before

I'm not afraid to face the faithful
When the hands of death are mine
This is the one that we braced for
Starring down the end of time

Hear a noise
In the dark
Whisper voice
Still beating heart

Little one
Left alive
One tiny grave
With them all inside

I know the fire awaits me
Because the chill is gone
I know the light shall take me
Upon the coming dawn