Hour Of Penance

Voices like an unextinguished fire
craving for impious annihilation.
I see through the supreme destroyer,
leading the innocent to the edge.
Dilemma of the unchallenged law.
God as the blood-stained shepherd,
shepherd of ghosts.
Vengeance, vengeance is the word.
Litany upon thy blessed lips.
I'm on my knees under the weight of faith.
Kissed by the holy breath.
I'm the ultimate invocator.
Still I'm wandering, time and space now useless.
Walking through abomination.
Birthplace of a new breed
of man-made demons, desecration,
but his hand is here.