Total views: 1 time this week / Rating: 7.58/10 [19 votes]Album: Blessed Are the Sick / Original Release Date: 1991-07-05Genre: AlternativeSong Duration: 2 min 35 sec
Gods transform me
The storm will cleanse me
Civilized I shall not be
By this holy strain of laws
I fall below the earth
I smell the ancients' breath
The fiends encircle me
They speak my name in tongues
For I'm no human now
I burn the ways conform
The gods are pleased with me
They speak my name in tongues
I am the seer
I know the texts divine
Thunder words
Demons race into my hands
Azazel
Lend me your wings of twelve
I shall fly into the storm
I, son of fire, in anger become
The lightning bolts that strike the earth