Eleven saintly shrouded men Silhouettes stand against the sky One in front with a cross held night Come to wash my sins away
Standing alone in the wind and rain Feeling the fear that is growing Sensing the change in the tide again Brought by the storm that is brewing Feel the anxiety hold off the fear Some of the doubt in the things you beleive Now that your faith will be put to the test Nothing to do but await that is coming
Why then is god still protecting me Even when I dont deserve it Thought I am blessed with an inner strenght Some they would call it a penance Why am I meant to face this alone Asking the question time and again Praying to god wont keep me alive Inside my head feel the fear start to rise...
Theyll be saying their prayers when the moment comes Therell be penace to pay when its judgement day And the guiltyll be bleedwhen that moment comes Theyll be coming to claim, take your soul away
The sign of the cross The name of the rose, a fire in the sky The sign of the cross
Theyll bve coming to bring the eternal flame Theyll be bringing us all immortality Holding communion so the world be blessed My creator, my godll lay my soul to rest
lost the love of heaven above Chose the lust of the earth below Eleven saintly shrouded men Came to wash my sins away