Crossroads

Lyrics

I Beheld Him
In A Dream,
Waiting Where
The Roads Cross.
His Suit Was White,
His Skin Was Grey
And Broken Around
Hollow Ebony Eyes,
Like Holes In
The Fabric Of Existence.
When He Smiled
A Preacher-Smile At Me,
Lightning Set
The Sky Ablaze,
In The Flash
I Saw Maggots
Crawl Beneath
His Fragile Face.
He Sits Behind You
On A Molding Throne
Of Ravished Corpses
And Misused Technology.
He Lurks Around
The Corner Of "Reality",
Beyond The Realm
Of Rationality.

He Needs Your Flesh
For His Unholy Desire.
He Needs Your Hands
For His Filthy Deeds.
He Needs Tongue
For His Deadly Bite,
His Slander And Deceit.
(He Is Disgraced,
He Has No Flesh.
All That Was Fair,
Now Twisted And Wrong.
Evil, Unclean,
He Burns)

Older Than Sin Itself,
He Is The Curse,
He Is The Spell.
Apostate Of Hell,
All Around Him Is Death.
He Is The Beast
Under Your Bed,
He Is The Darkness
In Your Darkest Dream.
He Needs Your Flesh...

His Kingdom Is
Smoke And Mirrors,
As Hope That Dies,
Where All Is Death
And Whispers Of The Grave.
His Promise Is Freedom
That Turns You
Into A Slave.
Take The Road
To The Cross!
He Needs
Your Flesh...