Lord Of The Flesh

As I sit upon your back pushing you to the ground
I reach up from a hole in the dirt and pull you down

I am the wounds of Christ
I am the eyes that bleed
But I'm nothing without you
So join hands in Hell with me

As I spread my decrepit black wings and take flight
The Earth is obscured by my shadow... You called it life

I am the wounds of Christ
I am the eyes that bleed
I am nothing and so are you
So join hands in Hell with me

I'm nothing without you