Bloodletting for a new age
Baptized through battered corpses
As your soul
Holds silent in the pews
Bloodletting for a new age
Baptized through battered children
Until the soul
Can't breathe in anymore
Eviscerate your own kin
Until the land is rendered clean
Adorn these walls you've claimed as home
With faces you've never seen
Reclaim these shattered lands
For which you regard so dear
Until the soil won't hold more
Of all these forlorn tears
And none will hear us mourn
When we turn land to glass
We'll baptize in the fire
And it won't be the last
Breathe
In
And know
You've lived
And none will hear us mourn
When we turn land to glass
We'll baptize in the fire
And it won't be the last