Panic Attack

Hot wind burns me Burning as I fall Cast away Speechless in the holy way I survive The scourge and banishing To scorching land I am lord, I take command Fall from grace Forgive me not This knowledge makes me strong To resurrect The cities of the damned All the treasures of Sodom Now belong to me - celebrate Fallen angels take my hand Fall from grace Whores long for my flesh And my desire Lust anointing me now Consume my soul I writhe in the flesh and the sins of hell I am Belial I bend my knees not before my selfish desire