I’m the one you betrayed
Suffocate on the fame
Life eternal spent
Conjuring your ghost
Here in death I agree
With the selfish and free
Trust is nothing but a
Knife across your throat
The end is coming for us
So get your hands up
Pray for the holy ones
Your words are more
Than enough
To break the walls
For the flood
Hands up
Pray to the skies above
Your fear is left in the dust
We are the saints of the blood
In my circle of shame
Hero only in name
More like Judas left
Dead beneath the cross
Every night we obey
Justice has to be paid
To the evil that comes
From all the cost
The end is coming for us
So get your hands up
Pray for the holy ones
Your words are more
Than enough
To break the walls
For the flood
Hands up
Pray to the skies above
Your fear is left in the dust
We are the saints of the blood
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
We are the saints of the blood
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
We are the saints of the blood
We are the saints of the blood
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
We are the saints of the blood
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
We are the saints of the blood
We are the saints of the blood