Whore Of Bethlehem

I walked the path of traitors Bearing the weight of my symbol Standing in the Shadow of Cross Ouestening my Faith Wearing the Crown of Thorns Watching the Metal eating flesh My body wept the Tears of Blood My greatest Sacrifice is pain I see the Bloo

Chosen to hear. His mark on my Soul Blackened and strong, scorched by the Flame That burns deep in my Soul Venomous God I shall carry Your Black Light forward Destruction and rebirth, I am Enlightened In the Darkness of your Shadow I see Light Night