The Desecrator

Inside your mind stays Evil that's concealed
 Inside your mind writhes a plague reaching distance unseen
 Through your mind streak of blinding malice runs squirts
 Through your mind a decorated pain is dispatched
 Who you are
 The Desecrator's ghost
 Who you are
 The painter of human soul
 Why can't you hear
 The cries of everlasting pain
 Why you play
 The succulent games that make us astray
 The panic cries haunt our existence to the end
 The victim he dies deeply subdued
 The holy angels concealing lies
 The messiah of darkness get aside
 Who you are
 The Desecrator's ghost
 Who you are
 The painter of human soul
 Why can't you hear
 The cries of everlasting pain
 Why you play
 The succulent games that make us astray
 Do you mind
 If I take a loaf
 Of the conquest
 To break away
 To break away
 And run free
 Do you mind
 If I take a loaf