Wicked Impulse (Abysmal Dawn)

Wretched are those that be, search not for why Cold demons barely alive In wake of insanity why won't you rise? Release us from evil that lurks inside Father of mine If thou art divine When will you rise again? For years forgotten pleas hung in the sky Come to me oh serpent divine Fall on hypocrisy bleed them of lies Release us from evil that lurks inside Father of mine If thou art divine When will you rise again? I'm calling out! Born of cancerous life all we touch withers and dies The curse of humanity; a race against time Wicked impulse to consume life Wretched are those that be, search not for why Cold demons barely alive In wake of insanity why won't you rise? Release us from evil that lurks inside Father of mine If thou art divine When will you rise again? Will you not rise again?