Sacrilege

When I was scorned, gone in rotten decay
There was no meaning, but I found it that way in you
It’s all for you
I worship dear God, oh my precious it’s true
I have damned my existence and I give it all back to you
It’s all for you
Rest on the morning that the sun won’t shine
When the end is near, we’ll leave the past behind
Blessed for the calling is where you’ll find
That you can’t turn back once you cross the line
You won’t wake on the morning when the gods decide
That the alter of man will meet with death’s defiance and you
It’s all for you
No hope for the wicked and the undesired
Aside this sacrilege is where the weak are admired and you
It’s all for you
Sacrilege, you crossed the line
You won’t wake on the morning that the sun won’t shine
When the end is near, we’ll leave the past behind
Blessed for the calling is where you’ll find
That you can’t turn back once you cross the line