Skip to content

Sola Pravitas

Popularity ยท Low

YouTube

Searching YouTube...

Lyrics

So I set to wander, questions, revelations mine to ponder Adrift in a fugue and burdened so by his call What shall it profit a man Should it be these lives are ended by my hand? After all I share blood with that bastard and his son But still, if I am to answer my friend If among the elect I still claim to stand Is it not my duty to wreak vengeance as His hand? So I shall dash them 'gainst the stones Weep Sinners The reckoning is at hand I come before the Son of Man You are liars and witches who speak naught but filth O'er cursed altars shalt your blood be spilled O Father, their roots grow sick with rot And the fruit falls not far from the tree Thus in righteous fury I shall grind their bones to dust Dost thou not see how they tremble at thy feet? The perverse and the wicked Their flesh be thine to reap! For the black and iniquitous I come A Holy Avenger of Blood Golden Sword in hand Save me your sorrows Spare me your tears This work has only just begun Oh dear brother, bereft of mothers virtue It seems we share only her blood Cursed thou art,and destined to rot Blessed is he who is Chosen by God Like a flood Drown me in his blood Father Failure Sinner Satan's Son