When Time Stood Still

What use is your God? The time of your Lord is no more a part of you
Stand close to the fire, cross over your soul in a void of bloody war

Yeah! This is a low. A beast inside your mind
Waiting for, the devil sign

Asleep in your thoughts, contemplating a life carved in stone. Your body calls
Love can answer the song. Raping your addiction to the sword, when your heart grows old

Yeah! This is a low. A beast inside your mind
Waiting for, the devil sign

The lightning strikes, above the hills
A fleeting call, when time stood still
The alien craft prepares for war
The distant planets will eat you all