Born to a desolate world
Masquerading with your crown of thorns
Forget the lies of your fallen shepard
Embrace the path of the heathen
The call of the void
Deceit hidden in each word
Like the heart of vine (becoming one)
Enthralled by the lies, endless
Fear the crushing presence that's in front of thee, a smile cloaked behind black eyes and pointed teeth. The solemn promise of your divinity, has no grasp, it holds no weight with me
Fear the crushing presence that's in front of thee, a smile cloaked behind black eyes and pointed teeth. The solemn promise of your divinity, has no grasp, it holds no wait with the dead
With the dead
Crawl towards the light, pray to your deities
You will never reach salvation,
That's the greatest lie they've told
Shoved down your throat
Now just watch it burn
Pray to your deities
Grovel for your life
You make me sick
Grovel on your knees, judgments begun.
Witness the, unfurling misery
Brought to your knees now down the crown.
Embrace, As all that you've come to know
Its been ripped from your control
The black winds are howling they'll show
Your destiny in my hands
Fear the crushing presence that's in front of thee, a smile cloaked behind black eyes and pointed teeth. The solemn promise of your divinity, has no grasp, it holds no weight with me
Bow to the malevolent one
Masquerading with his with his crown of thorns
Embrace the lines of your new shepard
Walk the path, heathen
You have reached true salvation
Heathen