Lyrics

Meeting the stares The horde of faces Search my brow for fear Prisoner, captive Bound by treason My judgement is met with cheers Trap door set before my feet Life for death my willing trade Trap door set before my feet So let the hangman earn his wage… Into the moonlight we proclaim Our death is not in vain We submit to be stripped To the sound of cheers so deafening In the valley of cannons My enemies captured me and offered the greatest test "Renounce your crusade Or you will pay" So I smile to noose caress Trap door set before my feet Life for death my willing trade Trap door set before my feet So let the hangman earn his wage… Into the moonlight we proclaim Our death is not in vain We submit to be stripped To the sound of cheers so deafening Into the moonlight we proclaim Our death is not in vain We submit to be stripped To the sound of cheers so deafening I rest in the drop and fall to ash Return to the dust from which I came Sink to the dirt in thankfulness Cause we know we won't remember… I rest in the drop and fall to ash Return to the dust from which I came Sink to the dirt in thankfulness Cause we know we won't remember… This momentary pain Into the moonlight we proclaim Our death is not in vain We submit to be stripped To the sound of cheers so deafening Into the moonlight we proclaim Our death is not in vain We submit to be stripped To the sound of cheers so deafening