On Wings Of Tribulation
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Send the purest to be defiled
Rank disgust their new archetype
Hold them down under waters black
And watch them fade with a callous laugh
Age of strife, boiling torment
Crushed by vice to much lament
Envy born, darkness fed
Morals scorned, sickness bred
By the chains of my artifice
I'll drag your mind to the precipice
Screeching howls drive the Gods insane
Power sounds like a man screaming in pain
With the sorcery of the revenant
I'll summon beasts from the depths of Hell
A putrid stench fills the air you breathe
A sickening gust causing you to heave
By such tricks shall I fool them all
And by the leash shall my will be borne
In the dark and out of sight
I will rule and teach fear to fright
Twisting through the sky, grand deceit unfolds
Air 'neath my wings, your suffering below
Filling my cup with the blood of the wise
Consuming the virtues of those I despise
Vicarious wounds, insidious sin
Closer the axe falls, again and again
Spread the wings of tribulation
Ride with the devil, ride into Hell
Hidden in the fire, penetrate the flame
Rushing of the wind, howling to a gale
Outstare the abyss
Sharpen your daws
Hell hath no kiss
Like the word of the Lord
Rank disgust their new archetype
Hold them down under waters black
And watch them fade with a callous laugh
Age of strife, boiling torment
Crushed by vice to much lament
Envy born, darkness fed
Morals scorned, sickness bred
By the chains of my artifice
I'll drag your mind to the precipice
Screeching howls drive the Gods insane
Power sounds like a man screaming in pain
With the sorcery of the revenant
I'll summon beasts from the depths of Hell
A putrid stench fills the air you breathe
A sickening gust causing you to heave
By such tricks shall I fool them all
And by the leash shall my will be borne
In the dark and out of sight
I will rule and teach fear to fright
Twisting through the sky, grand deceit unfolds
Air 'neath my wings, your suffering below
Filling my cup with the blood of the wise
Consuming the virtues of those I despise
Vicarious wounds, insidious sin
Closer the axe falls, again and again
Spread the wings of tribulation
Ride with the devil, ride into Hell
Hidden in the fire, penetrate the flame
Rushing of the wind, howling to a gale
Outstare the abyss
Sharpen your daws
Hell hath no kiss
Like the word of the Lord