Created in a pitiful image Left behind to tend to the vile and profane Abandoned creatures populating a dying world Listen to me when I curse your fucking name Lord of Crows Reaper of souls Bringing misery the likes of which we've never known Scream in pain as the searing of the flesh begins A vicious tyrant A broken throne on cathedral steps Embrace the unknown If the hands of God are broken Then who's been guiding me (then who's been guiding me) Open wounds grow deeper The Messiah, rotten and diseased Immolation Burnt to ash And the horrors of your past revealed What kind of God demands that we should worship him When his sins outweigh our own? Hell looks so nice from here Ashes to ashes, dust to fucking dust The world is consumed by fear Ashes to ashes, dust to fucking dust ♪ On fields of shattered glass, the cathedral arose (the cathedral arose) Eternal night fell on a city of bones (on a city of bones) Bow down to the Lord of Crows (Bow down to the Lord of) Bow down to the Lord of Crows Broken hands to guide us home Eternal night on a city, a city of bones