I am the man that defends all things profane
6000 years is the time that I shall reign
And with a grin drank the blood of holy
swine
Impurity made the blood turn into
wine
Chorus:
Old man, dead
hand
If only their insanity
The lie
feeds off their greed
Jesus wept
I am the pain that feeds off your weakness
A sickening born of hate, not of the
blessed
And with the time I will crush all
things you prey
Destroying all from the
known to the arcane
Chorus
Burn my eyes and try to blind me
Bury me so they won't find me
Try to suck
my power empty
Got no crown of thorns on
me
So burn my eyes and try to blind
me
Bury me so they won't find
Try to
suck my power dry
You got no crown of
thorns on me
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