The First Woe-Saving Grace

[ti:The First Woe] [ar:Saving Grace] [al:The King Is Coming] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The First Woe - Saving Grace [00:00.43]Your joys will cease and the mocking will stop [00:04.71] [00:05.45]Your songs will fall silent [00:07.59] [00:08.50]All consuming the sound of human torture [00:14.79]Your joys will cease and the mocking will stop [00:18.38] [00:19.24]Your songs will fall silent [00:21.54] [00:22.19]All consuming the sound of human torture [00:29.03] [00:30.24]Agony tearing open the ears of the saints [00:35.12] [00:36.71]Screaming begging pleading for death [00:39.92] [00:40.42]In any form to steal you away from [00:45.98]The affliction to take you away [00:52.30]From the unending horror [00:56.34] [01:10.84]Blood emerges in dry clots [01:14.70]And your screams are in vain as death [01:17.62]Abaddon's hoard overtakes you tearing [01:22.31]Your flesh from your bones [01:24.66]Piercing ravaging devouring your will to [01:28.79]Live like leaves to a locust is [01:31.30]The flesh of the markless man [01:36.31]To these swarms of sadism [01:37.50] [01:40.54]And two woes are yet to come [01:41.71] [01:42.28]Tough though we are in [01:43.99]You where you live [01:45.05] [01:45.89]Like leaves to a locust is [01:48.53] [01:49.31]The flesh of the markless man [01:53.18] [01:53.77]To these swarms of sadism [01:56.91] [01:58.21]And two woes are yet to come