Give me a sign

Dear father of darkness

In the light I'm no good

I'm dying to assemble the darlings

My faith in god is so low.

Bring the fuel

And light up the crosses of stones

And behold the, the maker

The power he holds.

Light the fire

Dear father of darkness

The wings of death will unfold

I'm dying to asunder the darlings

My faith in god is so cold.

Bring the fuel

And light up the crosses of stones

And behold the, the maker

The power he holds.

It's the devil that breathes within the heart

It's the father of the stones

A spirit of evil, a taker of souls

The power that he holds

Is the power of the sacred stones.

Give me a sign

Dear father of darkness

In the light I'm no good

I'm dying to asunder the darlings

My faith in god is so low.

Bring the fuel

And light up the crosses of stones

And behold the, the maker

The power he holds.

It's the devil that breathes within the heart

It's the father of the stones

A spirit of evil, a taker of souls

The darlings of heaven will all turn into stones

And taken to hell and dumped into a black hole

The power that he holds

Is the power of the sacred stones.