Andy Livid: Yearn to the Devil


We have our chance to abscond
out of the place where the slaves flogs our back
The reign shall be them
who free their own master with diabolic lust
The evil inside the cage
can vitiate the purblinds who prayed us unsung

Unholy spirits lead me out of the deception
Purify me with murk and fire and reek of ghastly avidity
The sea of sorrow inundates all the pharisaicals
to their own tears and blood, which have always been stained dead

Fifth season comes with its taciturn knights
Devil's harbingers from incipient night
Apocalypse to the eon crusade
Nightfall refines with victorious blaze
I'll be morphed to a beast
who rises from the bondage of two thousand years

Unholy spirits lead me out of the deception
Purify me with murk and fire and reek of ghastly avidity
The sea of sorrow inundates all the pharisaicals
to their own tears and blood, which have always been stained dead

When the doom of Gods wont truss anymore
then the darkened hearts will yearn to the Devil