Paradox

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