Come morning, chalice of dawnnTo crown the sufferer in their glorynCome, for we are failingnCome, for we are waitingnFor we are trying to breathennFirst in the skies, apocalypsenOnly your fury can set us freenCome for we are failingnCome for we are waitingnFor we are trying to breednnNight eternal, our world is burning, bride eternalnNight eternal, our world is burning, bride eternalnOur world is dying, our world is dyingnnCome forth, for we are bloodnAnd to blood we shall return, returnnnAnd I saw the woman drunken with the blood of saintsnAnd with the blood of the martyrs of JesusnnNight eternal, our world is burning, bride eternalnNight eternal, our world is burning, bride eternalnOur world is dying, our world is dying, our world is dying