Tied to a post like a sacrificial goat
With your rope around my neck pulling tighter at my throat
Offered up for slaughter to atone for all your wrong
In the shadow of the devil I am singing my song
Standing in the shadows
Standing in the shadows
Standing in the shadows of the wings of Azazel
Helpless prey to the King of Fallen Angels
Standing in the shadows of the wings of Azazel
I can't see his face but I can smell his breath
I can feel the ground shaking and it's scaring me to death
I'm serving your sentence with no hope of a parole
The King of Fallen Angels comes to take my soul
Standing in the shadows
Standing in the shadows
Standing in the shadows of the wings of Azazel
Helpless prey to the King of Fallen Angels
Standing in the shadows of the wings of Azazel
Now the Beast has come and yet I feel no fear
As he walks right past me everything becomes clear
I have no need to be afraid for I have done no wrong
It's you he's coming for that's why I'm singing his song
Standing in the shadows
Standing in the shadows
Standing in the shadows of the wings of Azazel
You'll never escape from the King of Fallen Angels
And I'm standing in the shadows of the wings of Azazel