Sins Of The Tempter

Screams of oblivion shadow the sun

The breed of Tartarus

Slayer of Balaam descends

Cast down to the snake wreathed margins of Sheol

Animating in subterfuge

Like the hound that bestrides the Witch of Endor

You roam the bottomless pit of Hades

You exult at the moans of a 1000 whores

Trading their souls for torment and gore

Forsaking virtue for decadence

Their sunken eyes wide with greed

They worship your deceit crawling at your feet

Vengeance is your father

Slander, your bride

We delight at the misfortune of one another

Our sins, your pride

Your hands carved the annihilation of Hiroshima

You danced on the graves of the dead at Srebrenica

Your voice echoed from the blazing guns at Vladivostok

The sheep who cradle final solutions; your flock

For 40 days you mocked the Redeemer

Yet your enthronement shall never be fulfilled

For while we the weak and pitiful succumb and falter

He shall stand forever supreme and tall

Vengeance is your father

Slander, your bride

We delight at the misfortune of each other

Our sins, your pride