"God, I mourn for my counterfeit existence in surmise I defy your spineless ... grace"   Far beyond belief resides your reality   Drowned in the inscrutable stream that baptised me   It's chasten waters rid me of my skin   To leave my soul venturing in the realm of sin   The stale crimson sky above my head   Emanates the stench of souls that are dead   Forbidden thoughts, fruit of a morbid destiny   Now I'll find peace in eternal blasphemy   Day after day I mourn in tribulation   You pose on your throne (while I live in damnation)   Heaven's divinity can't heal this affliction   Cursed is the hour of my conception   Angels praise your divine dominance   There's no truth it all stinks of putrescence   I lust to perpetuate your crucifixion   It's my last temptation to relieve this confliction     Solos : David