The Art of Mourning - All Hail The Yeti

Broken and tired

A killer for hire

Coming, his past, when the pale moon is full

The cold howling wind

No words in-between

The murders are scars in his heart

Now that I’m singing the final hymn

Voices of god scream through the sky

Now that they swing in the fragile wind

Riding the wings of the angel of death

A killer for hire in this world of sin

He pledged his life to violence

What would you say, what should he do?

This is justice, and what does it prove?

What should he say, what would you do?

This is justice, forever and true

Lost is the day, evil took her away

Taking his life and his last dying heart

They ravaged and raped

Took all they could take

They murdered his heart and his soul

Now that I’m singing the final hymn

Voices of god scream through the sky

Now that they swing in the fragile wind

Riding the wings of the angel of death

A killer for hire in this world of sin

A killer for hire

He pledged his life to violence

(He pledged his life to violence!)

What would you say, what should he do?

This is justice, and what does it prove?

What should he say, what would you do?

This is justice, forever and true

What would you say?

What would you do?

Reconcile!

For revenge!

Reconcile!

For revenge!

For revenge!

For revenge!

Reconcile!

For revenge!

A killer for hire in this world of sin

He pledged his life to violence

What would you say, what should he do?

This is justice, and what does it prove?

What should he say, what would you do?

This is justice, forever and true

What would you say?

What would you do?

What would you say?

What would you do?

This is justice, forever and true!