The Second Coming - Paths Of Possession

Blood slowly fills the sky

As the angels start to burn

Heavens awakening shackled still to his hand

Rip at the womb to flush out the child

Of the unfaithful whore

Laying in waste for a derelict world

Legs spread wide for the times

Raping the wounds for unholy release

To impregnate our seed

I can feel you twitching inside

Our king shall be born

Warm winds carry me over forgotten spires

Through the shrines of pestilence

To the ones prepared for war

Our king

Now we watch the birth of silent red rage

Slowly we fall to our knees

He walks past and speaks to me

Rise now and sentence the son

Then kill the christian clowns

Reclaim now

Our world suffocated by the wings of light

The angels are rising can you smell the stentch of fear

We have waited so long

From the edges of time

A disease in his mind

All will burn