Descent 歌词

All of god's children would have cause To think the devil now walks this realm A place dis-possessed of any sanity Edification of a scene from hell Man-made prophecies serve to vindicate All sides who claim themselves Worthy servants obedient to the same god A god that commands them not to kill These faithful in lines that number thousands Bring perdition throughout the land As though the Angel of Death Himself had been unleashed To exact a punishment on this world Across this cursed place Rage the fires Where the innocent are burned On a thousand funeral pires In anguish parted from this world Does the need for the belief In the devil serve to palliate Self to forgive us our sins In the abandonment of reason and our delivery into hell Limitless of rays of mankind In its virulent capacities Ironic it may seem Through this a chance exists to see In us also lies the capacity to transcend