Chapter V – A Dead Man's Face On judgment day it all has changes A hall of bullets flying Your sweat is cold and caused by pain The celebrations reached the peak You feel your head is aching The smell of blood is on the street Pretend your will's been breaking Surrender is your fate that comes Surrender and no way to run When bullets hit the sacrosanct An evil curse is heaven-sent A curtain on the dead man's face Is hiding what they put to graves Depression thrills the sacred land When war and pain was heaven-sent A curtain on the dead man's face Is hiding what they put to graves And if your bullets fail their aim You'll find another seeker A different reason affects the same Your intentions were much weaker Surrender is your fate that comes Surrender and no way to run When bullets hit the sacrosanct An evil curse is heaven-sent A curtain on the dead man's face Is hiding what they put to graves Depression thrills the sacred land When war and pain was heaven-sent A curtain on the dead man's face Is hiding what they put to graves