Paragon Belial - Ondskapt

The path that leads forth blinds us

Malevolence drives its constitution

Oh lord your sermons are my words

As you guide my hand

Following your immortal will forever

Your bane eternal shall lead the way

Swept away by the teachings

Of your words and mysterious ways

I can never go back

For there is no denial in my belief

There is only the Paragon Belial

As a spoke on a wheel

Your doctrine is my reality

As my own existence is a mere necessity

Your demons spak softly to me

As your paragon becomes law

Oh grat dragon

I open the gates

Of Belial I evoke the

Unto the devil

I beseech thee my lord

Hymns of the chalice of blood

Grant me passage forth

Into your holy

Domain