I see your face is not so lifeless Walks with us dark father With scales in his hand And the Power of Immortal
I fear neither his wrath, nor his judgment I’m not intended to fall into mortal hands Of the varying strangers
I've broken through the mortal crust And drawn their greatest strength Blessed creatures you’re not so fast To wield the power of insane I coax bone, I weave flesh And lace sinew tight until It strains to lash out with crash And my brain it will reveal
Revulsion is instinctual Revulsion is bright colour on my palette A glorious accomplishment Evoked by instinctive deepest calling
I walk alone and stumble in the dark Lead me in the path of right Show me the light and I'll go there at night