Wrath from FIERCED by Mreek

It's the little things
That may count
The broken wings
Of butterflies
'Cause all in all
We're all the same
That's one mistake
To every tries

To everyone
who died trying
To make the world
A better place
Unknown somewhere
In a shallow grave
Without flowers
In such disgrace

If an act of faith is a proof of hypocrisy
Now tell me
How can one fear the wrath of the gods
When we don't believe anymore

One by one
We redeem ourselves
Bake our own
Divine mercy
Struggling
To comprehend
Forgiveness
And controversy

If an act of faith is a proof of hypocrisy
Now tell me
How can one fear the wrath of the gods
When we don't believe anymore

Fear not again
Thou shall prevail
The titans will fall
Harvest the wrath

If an act of faith is a proof of hypocrisy
How can one fear the wrath of the gods
When we don't believe anyhow
How can one fear the wrath of the gods
When we don't believe anymore

• Rock
• Saint Hubert