This is the last time you'll see my face

This is the last time you'll hear my voice

Your words are weak and pathetic

And when you speak

I see you're desperate

For attention you won't get

The filth you speak

Comes straight from hell

Your walls are weak

And I can tell

Somebody said this is

The last generation

Biding time before

The blood of the last ones

Follow me with the end in sight

Call me God

In the blink of an eye

The first table has already fallen

The first one out

Soon he'll be calling

Stay close you'll never die

Stay close you were never alive

The filth you speak

Comes straight from hell

Your walls are weak

And I can tell

The filth you speak

Comes straight from hell

Your walls are weak

And I can tell

Will you give me God

Will you give me God

Will you give me God

Will you give me God

Will you give me God

Will you give me God

No one will be the prophecy

The Devil

Deceiver

Unholy one

No one will change

Or empty explanations

No need to waste my breathe

On the situation

You've disguised yourself

As someone you're not

Your facade to burst your little ego

The first table has already fallen

The first one out

Soon he'll be calling

Stay close you'll never die

Stay close you were never alive

Dead bodies stacked 10 feet tall

Dead bodies stacked 10 feet tall

Dead bodies stacked 10 feet tall

Dead bodies stacked 10 feet tall

Dead bodies stacked 10 feet tall

Dead bodies stacked 10 feet tall

Now the devil's at your funeral

Dead bodies stacked 10 feet tall

Now the devil's at your funeral

Dead bodies stacked 10 feet tall

Now the devil's at your funeral

The filth you speak

Comes straight from hell

Your walls are weak

And I can tell