there is blood in the sky over the walls of the city
can you hear the distant cry from deep inside the city
they are taking the lives of the first born childkind
dancing with the sinners and bathing in their wine

and you reach down deep inside
but your faith, it escapes you
and you reach down deep inside
and your soul, it follows you down

elderman says there was a time when it was all so sacred
there was a time when the city slept, and we all were one
now there is blood in the sky over the walls of the city
now there is no time left, no pathway to the sun

and you're weeping - weeping as the night
and you're weeping, weeping blood and rain