My Faith is not welcome here
I Break the young and the cold
There is a Darkness here
You cannot imagine you cannot fathom
It speaks to me in tongues
Can you hear it?
I've built my tower of song
From words as bitter splintered bone
Gnarled and wretched, spiteful and harsh
I've cursed the vermin, the vermin of the earth
I've wished pestilence upon the foul and weak
Not just men, but woman and children too
With a rusted blade across their throats
I've played the tyrant's hand
Against the rhyme and reason of fools
I've prayed to sickly children
In their blackened cities of Filth
You say you know me? Do you?
I'm the poison in your veins
My Faith it is not welcome here
The Wilderness is Gathering all its Children in...