Turning Point
The broken hand of fate has dealt a rotten blow
As torn and tortured faces scream, I have but one way to go
Master of reality, overlord of Hell
Stay with me, my talisman: Tales of evil now I tell
Supremacy, I’m unafraid: It’s no place for luckless fools
Survival of the fittest; Abide with me, power rules
In the night he came, summoned from below
Sanguinary sweat, brow-beating heat, pumping heart begins to slow
Talons ever strong constricting at my throat
Searing pain inside my mind, the eye-soft minions gloat
A thousand souls, maybe more, suspended feet above
Never have I praised the Lord but, then, He had my love
Taste the blackened rod
Your soul I now anoint
You’ve got to kneel before your god
You’ve reached the turning point
Mortality has gone; the barrier is down
Life on Earth is now condemned, bringing the sacred crown
Master of reality, overlord of Hell
Cleanse my mind of impurity: Tales of evil yet to tell
Feed the gods to slake their lust, your soul is hooked
Caught between World and Underworld, the battle must be fought
Taste the blackened rod
Your soul I now anoint
You’ve got to kneel before your god
You’ve reached the turning point |
