Calling Down the Sky - Afterimage

Emboldened defenders

Calling down the sky

We come forth from the ends of the earth

Like ruins of an ancient world

We are reminders of our pasts

The memories of our failures can be used against us

Although our wrong has been done away with two thousand years ago

Cast your pain into His hands

It will be thrown away

Banished into the void

Deliver us from this

Deliver me from death

When adverse powers are at work to ravage

I cry out for your boundless aid

They cast my name into distortions

Snares and strife are what they leave for me

Cast your pain into His hands

It will be thrown away

Banished into the void

Behold the work of His hands

Whose power is in the skies

Inscribe my tears inside your tome

You will bring all to justice

Inscribe my words inside your tome

Bring order and restoration

And for those who seek refuge

Will surely be granted

Deliverance from death

In search for a hope to lay into our battered souls

We must break free from the devious

And step into the light

Cast your pain into His hands

It will be thrown away

Banished into the void

Behold the work of His hands

Whose power is in the skies

Inscribe my tears inside your tome