1. CONVICTION

(Instrumental)


2. EMPEROR

Commanding fear, respect from all
His vision fell
The emperor, asmodeus, domain
Politics of hell
Are you on the verge of your personal abyss?
A little too ambitious, lusting what can’t be reached

Take me, give me, all that I may want
Falling through the ninth
Into the hands of your lord
I give you, my soul, you well your gold
Another son of the emperor

Everything sacrificed, to quench your bloody thirst
The emperor will see… you get what you deserve
So what you search for lies in my excess
Who do I step on to get more of your share

Take me, give me, all that I may want
Falling through the ninth,
In to the hands of your lord
I give you, my soul, you well your gold
Another son of the emperor

Raising my hands
In wealth I do believe
Raising my hands
My lord whose name I keep
Asmodeus
Live for virtue of sin
Raising my hands
In allegiance to you

Compulsive behavior to get what I may want
Never needing anything but to satisfy myself
Urges of all types need to be fed soon
Require much sustenance what was I to do

Feeding on adrenaline of taking what is yours
The emperor supplying the focus that I lack
Sharing his wisdom, apprentice of our lord
Our dark emperors will is what I pledge to serve


3. PHANTOM

A human need for excess
Coursing my clotted veins
No regard for god
Much desire your racy body
Sick need to appease
Altogether fake

In me a longing
Cravings left worsted
Sometimes a moocher
Lurking in idleness
Vengeance my sword
The bearer of pain
Tempted by pride
Demonic fly

Walking through life blinded by your flesh
A need for excess
Legions living in sin
Followers of debauchery
Dark indulgence

In me a longing
Cravings left worsted
Sometimes a moocher
Laying in idleness
Vengeance my sword
The bearer of pain
Tempted by pride
Demonic fly

Feast from your bones
Drink from your skull
Thirst for your flesh
Swallow to the point of waste

Satan’s pride coupled with excess
Keep the weak in place
Nothing more despised
The rich keep getting richer
While the poor are just the scum
Beelzebub’s a flight

In me a longing
Cravings left worsted
Sometimes a moocher
Lurking in idleness
Vengeance my sword
The bearer of pain
Tempted by pride
Demonic fly

Feast from your bones
Swallow to the point of waste


4. HARVEST

Got to give it to me
Got to take it away
Got to be my way
Got to make it mine
Mammon

Undermining influence
To strip you of your wealth
Bastardizing rhetoric
To sweep it from your hands
Strip you of possessions
Strip you of your health
Never know just where it went
Only that it’s gone

All feed the rapture that lies within
Describe my choice… a life of waste
Just avarice and desire
Overindulging this hunger within

Mammon wilted evil
Disguised to gain your trust
Stealthily dishonest
His angle to exploit
By all means possible
Will rob you of your wealth
Draped in apparent weakness
A semblance of ill

All feed the rapture that lies within
Describe my choice… a life of waste
Just words, avarice and desire
Overindulging this hunger within

Old crooked hands of greed roll up your spine
False god of gold, I will take what is mine
Dollars and cents, evil and depravity

Old crooked hands of greed roll up your spine
False god of gold, I will take what is mine
Dollars and cents, evil and depravity

Old crooked hands of greed roll up your spine
False god of gold, I will take what is mine
Dollars and cents, evil and depravity

Old crooked hands of greed roll up your spine
False god of gold, I will take what is mine
Dollars and cents, evil and depravity

Rapture


5. SPIRITUAL

Disinclined to exert myself
Belfegor
Inclined to committing sin
Heresy
Doomsday knocking on my door
Impatiently
Lethargically let evil through
Succumb
Satan satisfies my idle hands
Devilry
Simplifies my every need
Indebted
Feeding my laziness
Sloth
Devil’s number belfegor
666

Know where I can find him
Reliable
Sitting on my ass on an old couch
Dejected
He giveth me riches and power
Useless
Can’t get up stuffed with food and wine
Gorged
Belphegor disputer incarnate
Sephiroth
Your beauty, blinds me from the truth
Siren
The feast, the halls of hell rejoice
Debauchery
He shares with me his wicked throne
Kinship

Got the world in the palm of my hands
My anti-savior with whom I stand
Brothers in devilry, kinship of the night
Waging war on you, legion of spite

Thirteen is the number of the beast
Belphegor
He makes me to follow his every whim
Servitude
Teasing me, all the worlds fortunes
Avarice
Dark faith evil is afoot
Fallen
Satan satisfies my idle hands
Devilry
Simplifies my every need
Indebted
Feeding my laziness
Sloth
Devil’s number belfegors prime
666


6. PATRIARCH

(Instrumental)


7. OPPOSER

Lucifer, gods son fallen through the river styx… hate
The brightest of all, the greatest of falls, morning star
The great deceivers power of thought to lead me astray
Fire born, no man can resist, no god can denigrate

The dragon, treasonous fiery fury
Infallible wisdom, malevolent, godlike
God stricken rising revolution
Hell on earth
Amongst the fallen rising anger
Dividing eden, satan’s endeavor
Bringing war to gods door
War in heaven

Spread my wings, reigning while man awaits his judgement day
Vow to succumb, to his will no objections pray
I’ll take you ‘neath my wing, children of a lesser god
Unveiled an ancient serpent, powerless to keep at odds

Think I’ll take my odds
Follow no false gods
Wage my war on you
Bring forth their demise
Man will do my will
God knows how it feels
Watched them fall before
Gave them all freewill

The dragon, treasonous fiery fury
Infallible wisdom, malevolent, godlike
God stricken rising revolution
Hell on earth
Amongst the fallen rising anger
Dividing eden, satan’s endeavor
Bringing war to gods door
War in heaven


8. SCAVENGER

The force of… misfortune
Driving thoughts of… envy
Malign soldier… of fortune
Has led to… deadly frenzy

Seeking what I can’t have
Yearning for what is yours
Plotting to cut your edge
Scavenger of depth
Picking the meat off your bones
There’ll be nothing left
Envy driving this craze
Conspire early end

Unaware of… my presence
Compelled to… destroy you
The thief of… your journey
A monster… robs your talent

Seeking what I can’t have
Yearning for what is yours
Plotting to cut your edge
Scavenger of depth
Picking the meat off your bones
There’ll be nothing left
Envy driving this craze
Conspire early end

This is natural selection
It’s your head or mine
You can’t out shadow me
Make me look the fool

I scavenger… lurk in shadows
Always planning… your ruin
Feeding off your… good fortune
Drives my will… to suffocate

Seeking what I can’t have
Yearning for what is yours
Plotting to cut your edge
Scavenger of depth
Picking the meat off your bones
There’ll be nothing left
Envy driving this craze
Conspire early end


9. TYRANT

How deep would you say is your pride?
The key to the darkest of your sides
Removing the weakest of my peers
I am better than what you appear

A force that makes me more god like
My conduct unsportsmanlike
Reason is always on my side
You’ve nothing left but to subside

It’s what drove me away from Him
Always whining, pleasing his every whim
Then time stood still, I realized
He was no god to idolize

A force that makes me more god like
My conduct unsportsmanlike
Reason is always on my side
You’ve nothing left but to subside

Your pride is what fuels my fight
Reveals your gods unwarranted spite
God of man, bringer of justice
We are unworthy in His eyes

Who’s to say who the tyrant is?
Who should be revered or despised
We aren’t equal; you’ve been left behind
A world of blood that’s lost its mind

A force that makes me more god like
My conduct unsportsmanlike
Reason is always on my side
You’ve nothing left but to subside

Your pride is what fuels my fight
Reveals your gods unwarranted spite
God of man, bringer of justice
We are unworthy in His eyes

Forces at bay in the real world
Fight day to day for your ether soul
You pray to be better than the rest
You are as guilty as I


10. TREACHERY

Falling over and over again
Asmodeus armed with lust
Will induce you to fall as well

Beelzebub must be fed
His weapon is your gluttony
The feeling lust unsatiated

Mammon will stir within you
A certain spell of greed
Selfish wanton yearning to feed

Tired hog like belphegor
Seduces me, keeps me satisfied
A bounty in idleness

Satan deceiver, father of wrath
Opening eyes and stealing souls
Trifle humanities forsaken fate
To choose between faith and hate

Am I really worthy?
Will god look my way?
What will He decide for me?
What would satan say?
What would satan do?

Am I really worthy?
Will god look my way?
What will He decide for me?
What would satan say?
What would satan do?

Leviathan supplies my envy
To take away what you prize
And dig you an early grave

God’s pride mighty lucifer
The Devil amongst devils
Tempter of freewill

No one can stop the fall
All humanity at my knees
For man’s innate wisdom?

Treachery, treachery
Treachery, treachery

Treachery, treachery
Treachery, treachery


11. LAKE

Thunder in heaven
The loud voice of god
Your salvation in his hands
Lucifer the great opposer
Thrown into a lake of fire
We are not children of god
But the unworthy
With no rights to pray
And no place at his side

Socially
Culturally
Politically
Biologically
Inherently
Denied