Will you destroy the righteous with the wicked? Shine your mercy on but fifty men Show me ten yet worthy to see the sun again Though you're naught but dust and ash I will relent Stand and be counted Turn from these ruins Run! Fire rains from the sky The hand of justice falls You've spit inthe face of the One whose might is yet untold Fire rains fromthe sky The hand of Justice falls A monument encased in ash naught but a grave
Who are these men that came to you this night? Bring them forth that we may know them Be struck blind clear now a path for those I love Awaid the brimstone that comes soon to clear your grave The stench of Sodom quenched in smoke and flame Angels enraged bring judgementhence Judgement comes burning sear you from the face of the earth Dead eyes raised to an ash choked sky