Samael Tribes Of Cain
Profound is the pain from which is born deliverance Long is the path which leads to the light And you march alone... Wash your hands in the blood Of the lamb Lick your punishment This stern eye you fear This condemning finger pointed at you Make them both part of yourself Make one out of two And remember Regret is a worm born from your jealousy Someone lives on in the depths of your heart Fight your deepest feelings Deny your own existence It never heals, it never heals Opposing darkness to obscurity Doesn't lead anywhere Shine if you want to be Profound is the pain from which is born deliverance Long is the path which leads to the light...
