Blacklist - Crucible Lyrics

The edge of a word
A furious whisper
A threat and a promise
In the black of the night

Visions of terror
And of recrimination
No sleep and no dreaming
The needles and lies

We are what we always have been
Now stripped of this concealing front
Our nature descends
We're gonna burn in the fire
We're gonna burn in the fire

A reckoning coming
At the hands of the masters
The first estate
And the death machines

An infinite funeral
In circles proceeding
A march everlasting
Around our hearts

Devil's advantage will reign
A weapon for the craven dogs
Like it's always been

We're gonna burn in the fire
We're gonna burn in the fire

We're gonna burn in the fire
We're gonna burn in the fire
We're gonna burn in the fire
We're gonna burn in the fire
We're gonna burn in the fire