Belial

Open the gates as the darkness growing
As the sky opens with a roar
Burning the crops of a new dawn fading
The sunset leaves like a broken whore
Peel off the skin of t he howling banshee
Belial wings spread the legs of god
For those oppressed a new awakening
Feelings expressed from the lord of war
The time has come to seperate all evil
The lucid dream has come to pass
To violate the commands of leaders
Sirens screaming through broken glass.

Gates open wide to the sound of laughter
As thunder strikes down on man
Theres no escape from the verticle entry
There is no turning back
Fornication in grandios fashion
Orgies of grief personified
Reveal the mischief of unknown pleasures
Finding closure in suicide
The time has come to seperate all evils
Prepare the butcher for the ends of man
Whispering shackles hold us in shadowplay
Faceless leaders in the grandstands.

Drowning our veins, a lethal dose of this
Belial dream
Tainted morality
Leaves us screaming for deliverance
Drowning our veins, a lethal dose of this
Belial dream
Tainted morality
Leaves us screaming for deliverance.

Sucked in by the succubi our thoughts divide
The bitter end but to descend the lower by and by
The gentle touch a scythe of size, the rouge upon the blade
Memories of the garden trees that withered as they sway.