The Meads of Asphodel - The Man Who k**ed For God lyrics

When the dead cease to dream And nameless stones Become the graves of you and me Flowers of frost Wither to ash Where yawning flames Carve our faces in the clay Cum in me And set the world free For a moment in time Together are we. Everybody wants to go to heaven But nobody wants to die Except the man who k**ed for god Look upon the faithless The forsaken tendered corpse Here is the joy of murder And the sweet smell of cremation This man who k**ed for god Who walks where dearth is king Who gives us blood and flame And all that terror can bring