I am the man that defends all things profane 6000 years is the time that I shall reign And with a grin drank the blood of holy swine Impurity made the blood turn into wine
Chorus: Old man, dead hand If only their insanity The lie feeds off their greed Jesus wept
I am the pain that feeds off your weakness A sickening born of hate, not of the blessed And with the time I will crush all things you prey Destroying all from the known to the arcane
Chorus
Burn my eyes and try to blind me Bury me so they won`t find me Try to suck my power empty Got no crown of thorns on me
So burn my eyes and try to blind me Bury me so they won`t find Try to suck my power dry You got no crown of thorns on me
Chorus
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