Lament of the Empty Altar...
The Altars Are Empty Still
Family, Friends, and Foe Race Toward The Black Abyss
Headlong They Dash As Watchmen Sleep Through The Night
Pulpits Proclaim "Fare Ye Well"
And The Altars Are Empty Still
Who Is He That Will Lament For The Souls Lost And Undone?
For The Fool Who Has Proclaimed He Has No Need Of God
For The One Consumed With The Lust For Flesh
The One Consumed With Greed
The One Who Exalts Himself In Dire Arrogance
Who Will Lament For These?
For The Altars Are Empty Still
The Bride Excuses Herself For The Blood On Her Dress
It Should Have Been The Blood Of Him Who Bled At Calvary
Instead It Is Found To Be The Blood Of The Unwarned
O' God Your Altars Are Empty Still!
Family, Friends, and Foe Race Toward The Black Abyss
Headlong They Dash As Watchmen Sleep Through The Night
Pulpits Proclaim "Fare Ye Well"
And The Altars Are Empty Still
Who Is He That Will Lament For The Souls Lost And Undone?
For The Fool Who Has Proclaimed He Has No Need Of God
For The One Consumed With The Lust For Flesh
The One Consumed With Greed
The One Who Exalts Himself In Dire Arrogance
Who Will Lament For These?
For The Altars Are Empty Still
The Bride Excuses Herself For The Blood On Her Dress
It Should Have Been The Blood Of Him Who Bled At Calvary
Instead It Is Found To Be The Blood Of The Unwarned
O' God Your Altars Are Empty Still!

