Enthral - d**h Immaculate lyrics

O fathers of the wildest nightmares that are soon to pour like the darkest rain all around this Servant Who stained his credibility by the bloody deed to feed only the hunger of one And who therefore stole from the tree that bare the Fruits and truths that were meant to feed the needs of many Take from me now, what you see as wrong but don't leave! The contours of the light that once shone all around you I cannot see anymore, I hunger for d**h immaculate You may believe that you rule me, but wham are you to say that by the amount of rewards I have earned on this earth, you are given the first of nights and might to judge me? For the treat called sympathy, do not speak to me, for of her dignity I have seen none! But if such a blessing may be given. And for all of her worth, then let me have some! Lend me now, a beggar soon to come, a penny To quench his thirst for life, or at least a tiny fraction of what you so proudly speak of to be Your mercy! Or am I for all the regrets you are meant to forget? From the corned I am trapped in, it has never shone so clear to light that you were, it did never Touch me! My soul, to be a hell for eternal prayers of dying Yes, for I am destined to become an outcast The soothing saviour for all kith and kin To lay their plagues and feverish guilt next to My body, to be the deepest of graves for all living to fall into An earthy abyss for all harlots, and their likes to copulate And with me they shall fester in the grime and gutter And give praise and warning to what still is unseen Our pipes to sing our sin called sympathy In harmony to celebrate to dying of vitality And to become the manifestation of all Haunting visions of earlier agening forever We are the performers of the same play An d**h over and over again Every time the curtain is lifted We reach nearer towards the end So it has been, and so it shall be for all eternity Most humble, and thankful, I have served but by this I have learned, I was strapped to the plaugh And the irony of the reward I had yet to achieve Was to be mowed down by the scythe! Now I see; the knife I hold is not meant for me The damage you tried to escape wasd already done!