Virtue of sin - The Legion

Breathe your wrath through me.

free your storm and let me see

Twine your tongue around my fervor.

open me.

fill these arid veins

Release my aching mortal chains.

cleanse my essence with your fire.

enter me

Virtue of sin.

pantheistic splendor.

preach of gracious death

Consuming shadow, faceless one.

you shall bring me bliss

Praise the righteous way, feed the faithless with dismay

I shall judge and i shall sentence.

speak through me

Grant me your darkness to use as my tool when i hand out the truth to this world

Let me be part of your sinful salvation.

oh, holy disease!

reveal the unclean

Man’s free will walks hand in hand with the desire to sin

Thus their deeds shall be the reason for my very existence

And in a river of blood i shall rise with the sword of damnation in hand

They all shall be touched by my fiery steel and all shall obey my command

Virtue of sin.

pantheistic splendor.

preach of gracious death

Consuming shadow, faceless one.

you shall bring me bliss.

use my eyes to see

Witness what was meant to be: everlasting purgatory.

live in me