Legion Virtue Of Sin
Breathe your wrath through me. Free your storm and let me
see
Twine your tongue around my fervor. Open me. Fill these
arid veins
Release my aching mortal chains. Cleanse my essence with
your fire. Enter me
Virtue of sin. Pantheistic splendor. Preach of gracious
death
Consuming shadow, faceless one. You shall bring me bliss
Praise the righteous way, feed the faithless with dismay
I shall judge and I shall sentence. Speak through me
Grant me your darkness to use as my tool when I hand out
the truth to this world
Let me be part of your sinful salvation. Oh, holy
disease! Reveal the unclean
Man's free will walks hand in hand with the desire to sin
Thus their deeds shall be the reason for my very
existence
And in a river of blood I shall rise with the sword of
damnation in hand
They all shall be touched by my fiery steel and all shall
obey my command
Virtue of sin. Pantheistic splendor. Preach of gracious
death
Consuming shadow, faceless one. You shall bring me bliss.
Use my eyes to see
Witness what was meant to be: everlasting purgatory. Live
in me
