The Company Of Sorrow-Metal Church

Domination everywhere laid upon your feet Kill the rich and feed the poor, prepare to take your seat Your crown of thorns you wear so well fits you like a glove Your reign of terror wreaks of hell, you＇re the evil one Burning and burning you can＇t resist the fire Temptation is dangerous, watch the flames grow higher The time will come for you to die, you＇ll think you＇ve left your mark The tragedy of your whole life is that of your black heart Of your heart Tossing and turning beneath this troubled night No rest for the wicked when hiding from the light Conjuring his wayward spells to unleash upon the earth Wallowing in deep despair trying to find his worth Blinded by his awful rage he fails to see the light Falling to an early death, hope is not in sight And in the end you＇ll be, for all eyes to see In the company of sorrow The hidden sins of I＇ll repute have brought you to this point The brighter side of death you＇ll find is not yours to anoint The messages you＇ve tried to send Have all been for naught The words they fall on deafened ears And cease the wayward thought