In Benevolence - Gormathon

Contorted souls imprisoned me

I’ll face them strong, I’ll make them see

And by my hand I’ll carve their minds

In wrath I’ll mold them into one

Deceived, betrayed, by the renegade

Caress the breath of death and hate

I’ll blaze the trail, I’ll sacrifice

I’ll kill the pain, I’ll kill the lies

Abundance of divine wrath upon thy soul

In benevolence, a truth, a death in vain, a truth so frail

Well concealed lies, trust is forfeit

Soiled along your glorious pride

Bereaved is loss I will start my vengeance

And seek the truth of my heart

All the hatred which tears my soul

Fuels the carnage, I will wreck