The Messiah Songtext
von Phosphorus

Born from the void itself
The ever-morphing rift
I, Devine spirit of all
The aeons tell my tale
Forces of nature
Bent to my will
Time holds its breath in awe
For I have arrived
Set ablaze by my soaring fists
The taste of blood and iron
To those who do not yield
Shall they meet their fall
May blades swing above the martyrs
Their death, may it feed the cause
For now, go forth my child
And spread the sacred word
Lightning strike
In cloudy skies
Crimson clouds
They start to cry The gaze rests on the firmament
Mighty waves on blackened sand
I can′t believe what we have done
Whispering while my teeth rip my tongue
Liquid abyss will swallow it all
May death have mercy on their souls
(Choir)
Put your face under the waves
Obscuring your mind
Set the sails, be sure my winds
Will guide the way
Scraping nails, rustling chains
Under the decks
Be a slave for my grace
Devouring all of you
I've been nothing but an idol for your goals, thus far
Just an ornament for your selfish desires
Now, after all this time, I finally came to understand
It was none but you who led my hand