Pride And Fall - Broken Men

I shall redeem
My hungry spirit
I shall spit
On your father's cross
As they fall prey
They'll hail my return
Reduced to ruin
Broken men

Now feast your eyes
And look towards the sun
And there the light
A shadow of me
The tears of your daughters
Shall fall like rain
And once again
I'll tighten the chain

No hope shall find
Your haunting soul
You shall not rest
Your broken bones
Once i grasp
I'll hold you down
I'll hold you down
Broken men

This rusty blade
Shall pierce you heart
Your broken faith
Shall fall apart
All in an instant
All turned to dust