The Chosen Legacy

Hence I will anoint And whisper wholeheartedly The creed of Hades and beyond As I succumb to inevitable sin For I can not enslave myself With imaginary words of salvation The hypocrisy that surrounds my temple Is assisted by pretenders to the throne The winds that blow purity Signily my chosen legacy I was born in opposition A contender to creation In sorte diaboli In sorte diaboli In sorte diaboli In sorte diaboli For my sins I will ask no forgiveness For my sins They are not to forgive So never speak of me quietly Stand by my confession I voice your rebellion Against the traitor of the world I am the first creature of this Kingdom I will be The One To outlive His time With the triumph of free will