Cold weather air from the afternoon was running over our faces...

The shimmer of our guns was in his lustering while shining high...

Blue the sky, was fading while the fog surrounded us over...

Fear in our chests, like adrenaline hitting us as a touch of ecstasy...

We kneel down in shock as we saw the king about to preach on his court...

Firmly grassping our hearts while pumping hard in unison, we knew the end was near...

As we saw how he declared guilty on us and with that we confirmed... The judgement was a trip direct to hell...