The Organization - Death Angel

Within the depths of darkness

Amidst the delusive fog

There waits a path to nowhere

Forthright be stepped upon

Walking through the heinous forest

The panic and rush of fright

She feels them coming nearer

Hereon will lead the rite

Shadows overwhelm her soul

Exceeding anxiety

Their shadows overtake her thoughts

Thick in obscurity

Organize to control

The power compels your soul

Organize to control

Speak the incantation

Follow the ordination

Enter the Organization

Convene outside the temple

Hear the responsive roar

The prayers of deprivation

Foretell what lies in store

Running from the grave believers

Try to evade the chase

They see she’s growing weary

And now it is too late

Organize to control

The power compels your soul

Organize to control

Fall to your knees and crawl

Organize to control

The power compels your soul

Organize to control

Speak the incantation

Follow the ordination

Enter the Organization