Asteroth - Written in Transgression Lyrics

They are of the world
Therefore they speak of it
We are the wretched
The eternal breed
Kin of the darkest seed
Of which I should not speak
Small is the tongue
Held to iniquity
And when the fire
Burns every soul
Let the wicked
Forsake the manner I will die
Run for the alter
Upon disgrace
There's no mercy
From the crown
The blood I ache
The rise of a tide
There's no mistake it came
Under the sway
Held by the wicked one
There can no longer be
A light that blurs the need
I am the truth
The only beast free
Behold the flesh
Spirits will rise
Behold the flesh
Dark son of mine
And when the fire
Burns every soul
Let the wicked
Forsake the manner I will die
Run for the alter
Upon disgrace
There's no mercy
From the crown
The blood I ache
Behold the flesh
Spirits will rise
Behold the flesh
Dark son of mine
You are the weakness
That I cannot breathe
Fallen with uncertainty
Your will I see
And when the fire
Burns every soul
Let the wicked
Forsake the manner I will die
Run for the alter
Upon disgrace
There's no mercy
From the crown
The blood I ache