MIY - Baptism

The time is coming
Our world is rotting
The steel of the East is marching against the West
The thousand year wisdom
Has spoken it's flames
The mass has convened to exorcise the pest

If the water hasn't reached you
Fire will be your father
For the sins of the son
The spirit loses honor

Burnt in damnation
Baptized in the rain
Your tears are one with the ocean
But the scars remain
Your birthright of freedom
Is a weight or a wing
The flames of your kingdom
Is your song to sing
Sing it with pride in your heart

The time is coming
The trumpets are blowing
The world you believe in is an island in the black
The gates are open wide
But the minds are so narrow
The preacher fills the hollow with the angst of the pack

If the water hasn't reached you
Let waves of fire come
If you haven't kissed the cross
Your shadow is on the run

If I have a dark soul
Then darkness is my light
For I stand for myself
My virtue is my might