Hatred in its personified form surely is the devil itself. Those who are weak

are easily controlled by this emotion so destructive and overpowering. The

capacity to hate lies dormant in each one of us and when in full force, it

changes who we are, as if by possession."



All throughout the centuries, existing year to year

Lives on this powerful entity to thrive on pain and fear

A derelict of heavenly gods, a feeling from within

Weakened minds are perfect prey, corrosion will begin



Some won't fight, the battle is forsaken

Show no might, the dark side has awakened



Even in the holiest the curious can be found

Their wonderment is dangerous as virtue is but bound

Moral codes, broken

What's the sin that lurks within, the burning emotion of hatred



Some won't fight, the battle is forsaken

Show no might, the dark side has awakened



Wicked mystic



Hatred lurks in all of us, no one is exempt

It's proof of evil in our souls, is this the tempter's intent

A derelict of heavenly gods, a feeling from within

Weak minds are perfect prey for corrosion to begin



Some won't fight, the battle is forsaken

Show no might, the dark side has awakened



Wicked mystic

Wicked mystic, mystic