Eleven saintly shrouded men

Silhouettes stand against the sky

One in front with a cross held high

Come to wash my sins away.

Standing alone in the wind and rain

Feeling the fear that is growing

Sensing the change in the tide again

Brought by the storm that is brewing

Feel the anxiety hold off the fear

Some of the doubts in the things you believe

Now that your faith will be put to the test

Nothing to do but await what is coming.

Why then is god still protecting me

Even when I don't deserve it

Thought I am blessed with an inner strength

Some they would call it a penance

Why am I meant to face this alone

Asking the question time and again

Praying to god won't keep me alive

Inside my head feel the fear start to rise...

They'll be saying their prayers when the moment comes

There'll be penace to pay when it's judgement day

And the guilty'll bleed when that moment comes

They'll be coming to claim, take your soul away.

The sign of the cross

The name of the rose, a fire in the sky

The sign of the cross.

They'll be coming to bring the eternal flame

They'll be bringing us all immortality

Holding communion so the world be blessed

My creator, my god'll lay my soul to rest.

The sign of the cross

The name of the rose, a fire in the sky

The sign of the cross.

Lost the love of heaven above

Chose the lust of the earth below

Eleven saintly shrouded men

Came to wash my sins away.