(Michael Carlisle)



The smoke of torment forever arises

Surrounded by screaming I gnash my teeth in agony

My soul's tormented, body cries aloud

I'm trapped within the walls of death



Looking back I wish I'd kept to the path

The narrow road entering the eternal dawn

The water of life which flows from the throne

And fruit unspoiled by the pests of the earth



I long for the return of the pure

Stolen from the man-forsaken garden of creation



And the stray wander toward the hideous flame

As pleasure blows without direction in the wind



Pray for the stray and their rebellion from truth

Freedom from chains and the ritual abuse

I know their affliction the distortion of nature

I once drank the blood in vain of my life



You have the answer that they try to ignore

You're in tune with the spirit while they're filled with a void



My soul screams in the mass of the flame

As I reap my reward



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