Sanctus Spiritus Diavolos

In the dawn of a dry land's birth
There's a body
There's a knife
Beware of the sound
Metal against the wall
To instill fear
Think of the suffering
In broad daylight
Killing with delight
Shattering mirrors
That reflect his
Bloodshot eyes
Blind eyes eyes, wide open
He always dreams, but never sleeps
You, with your faith
Have corrupted the young
Now you're at his kingdom
In the valley of sin
The child must die
Never knowing the reason behind
From high in the sky
You rode on
Dead angels
Say goodbye
To the sky

Alone and confused
Moaning winds at the twilight
Deep into the Temple of the Black Light
Everlasting torment lies beyond its gates
A black carriage rushing outside
Only one passenger
She carries blood and bone
Blood was shed unto the bones
The priestess chants and performs the unholy ritual
I sigh with delight as terror spreads
Here you are once again
Terror, destruction, and hatred, now, fuel my motives
Finally, the charm is done
The curse was cast
Death and doom was cast
The seal is broken
Gravely insulted shadows of past
Now, they all shall bow before their new master
Let HIM come to ME
HIM who acts in mysterious ways
HIM who appears in strange shapes
Weep as I begin cutting your "innocent" flesh
Why do you smile?
Why do you sing to me?
Immense pleasure I have earned inflicting pain on you
It was my pain alive to keep you, trying to please you
Soon you will be but a graven image!
But you are bound to return
You are the (J)un(C)tion
Separated yourself from the Creator
Cast down from MY throne as a traitor
For mine is the kingdom 
A traitor pretending to be a martyr
TRANSFINITE times have you died
But here you are again son of Barachi'ah
Weary
Weak
Supper is served, but it won't be the last time we dine
Blessed those who curse you
Thousands of years of wrath and pain await you
Trying to establish your earthly empire
(C)ondemned (G)ene (B)anned (E)ternaly
Your legacy that of the bagger
God of the greedy and meek
Cut, Gut, Beaten, Eaten!