I Am The Son of Light
Yet I Am Akin Only To Darkness
I Am A Paradox of Thought And Sinister Virtue
Though I May Help You When You Are Lost
I Am Twisted At Best And Courteous Always
But One Day I Will Rip, Tear And Kill You
I Am A Saint My Halo Is of Crimson Glass
I Will Hunt You, You Will Not Escape
Redemtion Is Unnecessary, I Cannot Save You
Truth Is A Lie, You Should Know That By Now
Your Scarlet Tears Do Not Hold Me Back
Angels Will Cry When My Work Is Finished
My Demented Soul Is An Outcast To All
