1. Strike Down I don't care for riddles unspoken March to the cross and believe My faith is never ending Now assail the creation of life No one there to welcome A bright light, on deserted plain Your God is absent And heaven abandoned We'll find a place where we're no strangers Past revelation, my true dominion Strike down this fierceful entity They stand their ground or they run Won't cease the morning sun Cause we stole heaven from the earth Harsh, demeaning, endless seeming This was all I was given One fatal last mistake The word of remorse came too late We'll find our way there And then return We'll bring the fire and the storms