In the tide of all night
One is lost without right
In shadows that fall from the sky
Walking on broken legs
Both stricken with fangs
But you still move and you try.

With pain in your chest and anguish at best
Flowing from wave to ground;
You scream and you cry
You moan as you die
So loud you don’t make a sound.

This pain without reason
There’s no hope in Eden
As you try to make sense of it all
There is no warmth in this season
Just shouts from the Heathen
As he pounds on his chest as you fall.

Swoops down like a raven
No hope or haven
And shrills in your ears as it flies;
But mercy you not
Could give a damn to your distraught
Fore now he feasts hunger on Venus eyes.

You’re set without bail
And no escape from this hell
Still, I could not give a damn
This fight you can’t win
You’ve lost right to sin
Buried beneath stone Pentagram!