Whispering Venomous Ones - Abysmal Torment

No god scribed those deemed holy texts

Devious men concocted those words by wit and intent

Aimed to divide and conquer stone headed fools

Such as most of these entrapped souls are

No god scribed those deemed holy texts

Devious men concocted those words by wit and intent

Aimed to divide and conquer stone headed fools

Such as most of these entrapped souls are

Whispering venomous ones

Vipers with shifty tongues

Whispering venomous ones

Belching forth their lies

I pray to god to rid me of god

If I were not, god would not be either

If I were not, god will not be god

God is within, I am without

The eye through which I see god

The eye through which god sees me

They eye is the same eye

They eye of evolution

Everything is as it is and everything is not what it is

Cursed sons of the pit called because

Only the inner man can grasp this

Find the one desire behind all desires

Through nothing, I become what I am

Only the hand that erases can inscribe truth

Whispering Venomous Ones