MORBID ANGEL
Hot wind burns me
Burning as I fall
Cast away
Speechless in the holy way
I survive
The scourge and banishing
To scorching land
I am lord, I take command
(Fall from grace)
Forgive me not
This knowledge makes me strong
To resurrect
The cities of the damned
All the treasure of sodom
Now belong to me – celebrate
Fallen angels take my hand
(Fall from grace)
Whores long for my flesh
And my desire
Lust annointing me now
Consume my soul
(I ride the flesh and the sinners of hell
I am Belial
I bend my knee not but for my selfish desire)
