Cold and withdrawn my eyes remain, another souless entity
I serve my faith with love, as I spread his gospel
Screaming out they cry, despaired O God, Why?!
In his name we pray, together call his name
Save us from the blade, deliver us from this
Deafening silence heard, an answer echoed from the abyss
I begin this symphony of madness, shrouded, cloaked in sin,
My fingers drenched in scarlet, mutilate with holy purpose I begin
A man made in his image, blasphemes his name
As I destroy this mortal shell, he just averts his gaze
So strike me down or have me killed, give me a sign that this is wrong,
Send angels from above, have mercy on this soul
In righteous name I have profaned, his holy house I have disgraced
I stand on hallowed ground, writhing in this twisted rotting hell
Of my own...
Design...
O Lord, am I so sinful? Have I not cast out the devils?
I defile in your name, have my sins been in vain?
So strike me down or have me killed, give me a sign to hold me still
The chill of death I feel, Lord have mercy...
In righteous name I have profaned, his holy house I have disgraced
I stand on hallowed ground, writhing in this twisted rotting hell
Of my own...
Design...
O Lord, am I so sinful? Have I not cast out the devils?
I defile in your name, have my sins been in vain?
Have my sins been in vain?

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