In the Eyes of God - The Crimson Armada

Come crumbling as the shattering of faith

He who cannot stand for his Lord will sleep forever without wake

And among us are the faithless who long only for the glory of this world

Among us are faithless but I am not of them

For I long only to die in His arms

In the eyes of God I am His testament

The wool is warm with comfort but this is coated in deception

For the sheep will soon be stripped and it will freeze without protection

Bare blooded and ripe for failure

This is where all are defined by His will

Thy knees will testify, did he stand to the throne?

The pigs drown spiraling alone

Arrogant, the goblet raise you high, the portrait of perfection

Do you not see this pride itself is an infection?

Nigh is the hour when trumpets will close the graves

And may those who stood for their Lord rejoice, let cowards sink and settle for

remorse

On tables stretched horror stares, to rape our lungs of precious air

Three times to the skies our hands we raise: Reverse this curse,

this violent plague

It is infectious, the dispersion of bone of the spineless

Live like a wordless dog, may you forever remain silent

Or stand for His throne

Relieve the world of its infectious ailment

In the eyes of God I am his testament

Come crumbling for without God, one exists without meaning

We are his testament serving as the heart and flesh

When one part of this body aches we seek to cure its distress

We are the testament