Here at the End of the World

All the wounded you left screaming

All the dead that you left behind

All the women and children dying

Burnt beyond recognition, but why?

Will you answer now, oh fearsome Jehovah?

Will you answer now?

Speak now and be heard

Your son, impaled on the cross

Here at the end of the world

What is the purpose of your existence?

What was the holy end game?

Which commandments led your crusades?

Or were the tablets broken again?

What is the legacy that you'll leave?

Here at the top of Mount Sinai

You know that mercy will not be given

But will you speak and repent before you die?

Will you answer now, oh fearsome Jehovah?

Will you answer now?

Speak now and be heard

Your son, impaled on the cross

Here at the end of the world

The son of Thor stands before you

Your last breath on this worthless ground

The holy father holding your hand

White Christ, your reign ends now!

Will you answer now, oh fearsome Jehovah?

Will you answer now?

Speak now and be heard

Your son, impaled on the cross

Here at the end of the world