We are the transgressors We are the ones marked for death Since the dawn of man Steeped in sin we toiled through Lifetimes of sorrow and ages of suffering Led into darkness by the Serpent’s tongue By our own choices we lost Paradise By our own volition we have trespassed Your law Peerless destroyers of all we were entrusted with Sentencing our hope to die with scornful arrogance Time and time again We are the killers We deserve nothing but the flame Our destiny to be cast away Into everlasting darkness Consumed and forgotten For we were endowed with perfection The immaculate forgone To assume the decadent form of pride We deserve nothing but the agony of abandonment Nothing but the pain of the fire The gnashing of teeth And the weeping of the unworthy There is nothing we can do There is nothing we can do There is nothing we can do By our own power Striving in vain to attain the divine Only to fall short endlessly Returning to the pit of despondency The scourge born by our own hands Yet, despite our shortcomings You provide to us unfathomable grace Perfect mercy to sustain the tainted race And carry them to their lost country Back to the paradise promised as an inheritance Faith trumps our futile efforts to gain righteousness Accept the life given to save us all Thereby averting the path to damnation Separation from eternal life The justice we truly deserve