Samael
Gravenchalice
GENRE
Alas, has the Savior come to die?
To bash my head with the weight of His heel
I look into Your eyes, aligned with ailments of men
Shall they bring You to stumble and fall?
Calamity spews forth from inner vexation
So serpents shall slither from Eve's putrid womb
With lies we shall tempt her and bring her to fall
And they will know sin like a scarlet mark
And He will taketh pity on them
Reaching with dead man's arms
Reason with them, show them a road white as snow
Where all is forgiven and shame is none
And they shall become a bride for you, ready for my opposition
For indignation stirs from within
Upon a will reborn scorched eyes lift
This chastening has sharpened my resolve
And my resolve seethes with vehemence
Because Thou has bound me in chains
I will attack them from every side upon Thy straight path, from which they shall deviate
Gnawing on their tongues, ripping out their hearts
Here he comes, a roaring lion
And here you are, a trembling lamb
A petal of the rose, this bitter enmity
A field of ashes and dust to surround
There is no hope and there is no peace
Not for me and soon not for them
Atonement demands for the blood of innocence
Holdfast, and I will break You
Hammering nail through wrist
Salvation drips from splinters
Father's abandoning hangs Your head
And Mother's caressing closes Your eyes
The worms shall weave their veils to adorn Your shredded face
Maggots shall drown Thy sockets
Cloaking Thy back of scars
Why did You not turn stones into bread?
Why did You not leap from the edge?
To bash my head with the weight of His heel
I look into Your eyes, aligned with ailments of men
Shall they bring You to stumble and fall?
Calamity spews forth from inner vexation
So serpents shall slither from Eve's putrid womb
With lies we shall tempt her and bring her to fall
And they will know sin like a scarlet mark
And He will taketh pity on them
Reaching with dead man's arms
Reason with them, show them a road white as snow
Where all is forgiven and shame is none
And they shall become a bride for you, ready for my opposition
For indignation stirs from within
Upon a will reborn scorched eyes lift
This chastening has sharpened my resolve
And my resolve seethes with vehemence
Because Thou has bound me in chains
I will attack them from every side upon Thy straight path, from which they shall deviate
Gnawing on their tongues, ripping out their hearts
Here he comes, a roaring lion
And here you are, a trembling lamb
A petal of the rose, this bitter enmity
A field of ashes and dust to surround
There is no hope and there is no peace
Not for me and soon not for them
Atonement demands for the blood of innocence
Holdfast, and I will break You
Hammering nail through wrist
Salvation drips from splinters
Father's abandoning hangs Your head
And Mother's caressing closes Your eyes
The worms shall weave their veils to adorn Your shredded face
Maggots shall drown Thy sockets
Cloaking Thy back of scars
Why did You not turn stones into bread?
Why did You not leap from the edge?
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