Album Cover The Devil's Song

The Devil's Song

Rusty Cage

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Casted out like dying seeds upon the ground

Single file, our marches echo through the trees

We left no crumbs of bread to lead our way back home againPast the point of no returning, should we please

And we all sang the Devil′s song and sank into the night

Saying, "Goddamn, it might be wrong, but at the time, it all feels right"

And my, my, how time flies, what are we living for?

And we all cried, "At least we tried," and drank a little more

We dawn our trueborn face and toss all masks aside

Among our sacred kin, got nothing left to hide

So pierce the flesh our sacrament begins to grow

And, one by one, into the darkness we all go

And by the black wing of the raven, we take our flight

Hold true to the laws of the Devil's rite

By the power of the sigil we made this pact

As the children of Cain, as the souls of black

As the fang of the serpent, head of the ram

Consume Almighty through the blood of the lamb

With the star of the morning to bring us the light

And the eyes of the fallen, should it give us our sight to see

Our sight to see

So pass the chalice of that bitter-tasting wine

We′re gowned from head to toe in all midnight attire

This growing moon, it leads us closer to the time

So just hold that skull up high and dance around the fire

And we all sang the Devil's song and sank into the night

Saying, "Goddamn, it might be wrong, but at the time, it all feels right"

And my, my, how time flies, what are we living for?

And we all cried, "At least we tried," and drank a little more

So, uh, here's to knowledge we take from fruit

Progress with the heresy, it stems from the root

And, uh, here′s to lies, forgotten goodbyes

May we all take a sip, the Almighty arise

And, uh, chant with vigor, find the truth

With the cries of the night, bring the final sooth

And the star of the morning to bring us the light

And the eyes of the fallen, should it give us our sight to see

Already have we all been damned?

Born of the blood that our God condemned

Shunned by the ones who set the standards of right

With the skewed, newer views of proverbial sleight

It is we, who went against the settling stones

As the waters of the mass wash us down to the bone

It is we, the burdened by original sin

Who understand the weight of our fate, let us begin

So as we bask in the black, new void of the night

Move past every last limitation from sight

In the bleak of the soil where the seed is sewn

If the remnants remain, then the tree can grow

If the spring should allow for the tree to flower

Well, then the song of the seed only grows in power

And the power of the song makes strong its calling

′Cause the calling is the cry of the one who's fallen

All hail to Ye who we sing this song

For through He, we are free from bond

All hail to Ye who has made us free

Who brings light, by of which, we see

All hail to the lightened mighty glow

That, of which, brings the power to know

All hail to enlightenment the knowledge will bring

All hail to the Lord that, of which, we sing

So we shed all doubt, for the hour has come

Praise be for the year is one

We shed all doubt brought upon with fear

Praise be for the Lord is here

We shed all doubt for the lives we give

Praise be for the Lord shall live

And we shed all doubt, you can hear His call

For in the end, it is judgement that defeats us all

Hail Adrian! (Hail Adrian!)

Hail Satan! (Hail Satan!)

His power shall grow stronger and stronger! (Hail Satan!)

His life shall live longer and longer! (Hail Satan!)

God is dead! Satan lives! Hail Satan! (Hail Satan!)

The year is one! Hail Satan! (Hail Satan!)

And we all sang the Devil′s song and sank into the night

Saying, "Goddamn, it might be wrong, but at the time, it all feels right"

And my, my, how time flies, what are we living for?

And we all cried, "At least we tried," and drank a little more