There is a seriously mighty toll payed for love
And forgive my ****** offerings
I can finally see your fear
Such shame dear
In heavy handed tears

I can see you

And your gaping hole
Your filthy stretched and used soul,
You're giving yourself away.

I have to forgive myself.
your not lost yet.
get back onto your quest.

This wont be finished for some time.

I am an archbishop Mongre
I saw  your need for liberty and i smothered it in salvation
I saw your hunger and i deepened the cavern with charity
I saw your love for humanity, and i sent it into the stars.

I am Satanic Cult
I saw your need for structure, and i cut all your ties
I saw your thirst and i filled you with the blood of christ
I saw your sadness and your fear, and i made you angry

I was smothered in salvation and filled with blood
I looked at the stars and i became angry
I listened to motives and reasons
and i followed my heart

Fight the feeling of flight,
my weakness and my fright
i cannot lose to someone elses might.

My righteousness and my courage