كلمات For The God Below

Ever since birth I've been Attracted to the sinister All the malignant, cruel forces of the world Yet at times I've been mislead by her opposite And it is with great shame I acknowledge these mistakes Father... Who art not in heaven Hear my cries of true remorse To let a mortal being ever coincide with thou Must be punished by a fate worse than death I find comfort in sadness and in grief Thinking of all those beautiful Things that could have been Now put me in a position where I would have to choose My devotion to evil will always Come before you For countless days and countless nights I've been wandering these Worn-down streets all alone And it is in there angstridden moments I find nutrition for my starving Misanthropic soul I find comfort in sadness and in grief Thinking of all those beautiful Things that could have been Now put me in a position where I would have to choose My devotion to evil will always Come before you No matter what you do No matter what you say Whoever you may pray