No Savior

Blacknight of devilish rites, Witches dance in the around fires. I lay down with one of them, But it was only a shadow. Thus I can not be a savior, Thus, I cannot be salvation. The indifference of the gallows in the eyes, In search of a tall and dead tree. Naked bodies covered by scars, On the day of Armageddon they will come to life. I see this as a prophecy of truth, Throwing the rope to the blacksky. And I can't be a savior, And I can't get salvation. This tree became my coffin, Freedom in the eyes who be hanged...