Dark as the prison that we're told Beneath it is the path that will compel me Wild as the fears that we'll be hated The sinking of the wicked made the dead doubt Suffering was the reason that no thought Was sitting on the line of persecution The horrors of the holy night Shattered the life of his holy savior Praise and vengeance of the holy spirit Black as divination that we all will be dead As cryptic as he will die Immaculate in bible portion Failing to stop his wrath Fate has had me So subjugated by vengeance Burning the ground with a bang I will die, I shall confess That my father will represent The hands of the Lamb of God Praise and vengeance of the holy spirit Black as divination that we all will be dead As cryptic as he will die Immaculate in bible portion Failing to stop his wrath Fate has had me So subjugated by vengeance Burning the ground with a bang Dark as the prison that we're told Beneath it is the path that will compel me Wild as the fears that we'll be hated Seeking out the way of the indented Suffering from the reasons and the doubts Seeking out the light of persecution Holy of the holy man Never will I mourn for his savior