Carry Your Cross and I'll Carry Mine

Blame my cloven hooves

If I sink what does it prove

I'll always be your prey

Blame my crooked cross

Say I'm your bitter loss

The winds of hell are blowing your way

"Carry your cross and I'll carry mine

Dig your own hole and you'll be fine

Build your own tower until heavens devour

Your very last hour"

Blame it on Hell's fire

And on my desires

The skies are crying blood

Give me all your lies

And blame the lord of flies

The face of evil is the face of God