Gone the world, sinners to the earth

Written by: thelast don

my hands are rugged and torn,

as the sins of my father has surpassed his king in thorns,

for the hearts that have wore no crown,

for the serpants delivered his sons for his soul be down,

I promise thee to raise from this kiss,

a gift he give of his eternalness bliss,

the world is but lost ,

an with it his shame, the ultimate cost,

let fire be bound,

an take the earth as she strikes the ground,

for the lord has fallen, he sounds his horn,

of all that left of the savior who was sent to mourn,

it was all that was taken of the cloak that was torn,

an cursed the malevolent  for the shepard as born.