This is the price
Of which waivers a soul
An undead army
Doomed to wage an endless war
My passions summoned from a place of torment
My horns rose in a cruel curve
Soon to become
The abomination I have only wished for
Leading an army
As this curse it flows
Now see the power
Inflicted by fear
A hatred harboured
From the depths of hell
A cloak stained red
A stature so bold
This cauldron boils
Full of souls of triumphed fools
Bending no knee
Going straight for the throat
On his face wearing
A human f*cking skull
It will be no effort
Mutilating while making
Corpse after corpse
It is a pleasure for which I've
Sacrificed now known as this
Monstrosity
The question of what I have become
Will never be clear
Hands stained red
Scorching eyes
Full of hate
There is no rest living for death
Now I live
And I breath for breaking necks
Don't be next I am running
Short on sympathy
This is the price at which waivers a soul
To commit acts of cruelty and malice
Unholy but human form
Bearing only the coldest
Demeanour
Acts of deceit and chaos
No place could be so vile
Than being another
On the pile of
Rotten flesh turning to sludge
Beguiler - The Seventh Circle Lyrics
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This is the price
Of which waivers a soul
An undead army
Doomed to wage an endless war
My passions summoned from a place of torment
My horns rose in a cruel curve
Soon to become
The abomination I have only wished for
Leading an army
As this curse it flows
Now see the power
Inflicted by fear
A hatred harboured
From the depths of hell
A cloak stained red
A stature so bold
This cauldron boils
Full of souls of triumphed fools
Bending no knee
Going straight for the throat
On his face wearing
A human f*cking skull
It will be no effort
Mutilating while making
Corpse after corpse
It is a pleasure for which I've
Sacrificed now known as this
Monstrosity
The question of what I have become
Will never be clear
Hands stained red
Scorching eyes
Full of hate
There is no rest living for death
Now I live
And I breath for breaking necks
Don't be next I am running
Short on sympathy
This is the price at which waivers a soul
To commit acts of cruelty and malice
Unholy but human form
Bearing only the coldest
Demeanour
Acts of deceit and chaos
No place could be so vile
Than being another
On the pile of
Rotten flesh turning to sludge
Of which waivers a soul
An undead army
Doomed to wage an endless war
My passions summoned from a place of torment
My horns rose in a cruel curve
Soon to become
The abomination I have only wished for
Leading an army
As this curse it flows
Now see the power
Inflicted by fear
A hatred harboured
From the depths of hell
A cloak stained red
A stature so bold
This cauldron boils
Full of souls of triumphed fools
Bending no knee
Going straight for the throat
On his face wearing
A human f*cking skull
It will be no effort
Mutilating while making
Corpse after corpse
It is a pleasure for which I've
Sacrificed now known as this
Monstrosity
The question of what I have become
Will never be clear
Hands stained red
Scorching eyes
Full of hate
There is no rest living for death
Now I live
And I breath for breaking necks
Don't be next I am running
Short on sympathy
This is the price at which waivers a soul
To commit acts of cruelty and malice
Unholy but human form
Bearing only the coldest
Demeanour
Acts of deceit and chaos
No place could be so vile
Than being another
On the pile of
Rotten flesh turning to sludge
Writer: Jacob Cooledge
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid