Behold the truth of our demise. Out of ruin we ll arise. We ll rise from darkness, from burden - to light with joy. Oh beautiful valiant, take us from
blood off my hands, And now we watch you die. As dawn is rising full of death, he'll beg to me. His carcass fills my eyes. Demise of all holy. It's
Behold the truth of our demise. Out of ruin we ll arise. We ll rise from darkness, from burden – to light with joy. Oh beautiful valiant, take us from