Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Means to an End, artist - The Murder of My Sweet. Album song Beth out of Hell, in the genre Эпический метал
Date of issue: 20.08.2015
Record label: Frontiers Records
Song language: English
Means to an End |
«The Lord himself will descend from heaven with a cry of command, |
With the voice of an archangel, |
And with the sound of the trumpet of God.» |
Save your sheep if you can |
Shelter the lonely and pray for the damned |
Watch their fear settle in |
Mountains of fire and pain crashing in on you |
Sinners gather in thick |
I’ll show you Mother Nature’s a bitch |
My tears, hailstorms and nails |
I’ll send a cyclonic storm full of acid rain |
For you |
Set aside the grace of god |
Finding righteousness through law |
The little and the lost |
Find comfort in my cause |
Your cross burns the flesh of the heathen |
King or slave all succumb |
They’re marked |
Ain’t no rest for the wicked |
Greet the reaper |
It’s the end of the world |
Let the rivers be red again |
It’s the means to an end |
If I can’t have you no one will |
Burn, burn, burn fools |
Pray your humans can swim |
Watch how they drown when my flood’s setting in |
I"ll turn day into night |
You suffered the Black Death well you ain’t seen nothing you |
Oh no |
Reeking pits in the dark |
I will collect all the souls for my cause |
Turning man into beast |
Halos to shackles and wings into heaps of coal |
For you |
Set aside the grace of god |
Finding righteousness through law |
The little and the lost |
Find comfort in my cause |
Your cross burns the flesh of the heathen |
King or slave all succumb |
They’re marked |
Ain’t no rest for the wicked |
Greet the reaper |
It’s the end of the world |
Let the rivers be red again |
It’s the means to an end |
If I can’t have you no one will |
Burn, burn, burn fools |
Leaders of the world |
Guardians of the earth |
Spirits of the land |
Will you lend a hand? |
No one escapes! |
Leaders of the world |
Guardians of the earth |
Spirits of the land |
Will you lend a hand? |
No one survives! |
Michael: |
Sweetheart this ain’t the way |
You leave me no choice but to treat you with pain |
I will fight to the end |
I wasn’t brought up to do any less, be warned |
Beth: I strike |
Michael: My heart |
Beth: I burn |
Michael: My soul |
Beth: I’ll smite the cowardness in you |
Michael: I thought I had God on my side |
Beth: Darkness is always stronger than light |
Michael: I’m blind |
Beth: Thank God |
Michael: I’m dying |
Beth: If I can’t have you no one will |
Both: As we are falling through the clouds |
Beth: I’ve got you dying in my arms |
Can’t carry this burden |
Why have I done this to you? |
It’s too late for sad regrets |
I’m awakening |
While you slip away |
One last breath my dear |
Then you’ll disappear |
The archangel will die |
In my arms |
I have won |
You’ll always be the hero |
The one and only |
I guess you could have saved my soul |
Now we’ll never know |
Monstrously your God is speechless |
Carelessly he falls to pieces |
So much for your guardian angel now |
What can I tell you? |
The tables have turned |
Your time to compose a requiem for a ghost |
I own the light |
And all the creatures of the night |
They chant Hosanna 'till they’re numb |
This is it my kingdom come |
Your cross burns the flesh of the heathen |
King or slave all succumb |
They’re marked |
Ain’t no rest for the wicked |
Greet the reaper |
It’s the end of the world |
Let the rivers be red again |
It’s the means to an end |
If I can’t have you no one will |
Burn, burn, burn fools |
Burn, burn, burn fools |
Michael: |
I was bound for the valley of shadow of death |
But God has woken me up and now He wants revenge |
Beth: |
No! |
It can’t be true! |
No it can’t be true |
What give you the right to save his life, and wrong my right? |
Don’t let her take my life |
Don’t let her wrong be right |
You don’t possess the art to take life |
Michael: |
Famous last words |
Everything has to end, everything dies |
The sun will set as I begin to fall |
Asleep like this winter |
I’m cold |
Falling through the dark |
Dying |
«He loves me. |
He loves me not…» |