Prophets never see their reality
They never knew this would happen to me
This isn't the ending they wanted to see
Corrupt my soul and create a new breed
Primal forces growing tantricly
Find a conduit deep inside of me
Tried holding it in but it's starting to bleed
Contain these rages deep inside of me
It's not evil nor is it sublime
It's something much older than time
It's what happens when two forces collide
Dark forces twisting the good inside
Wicked hands wielding the tools of the Divine
With a soul the age of eternity
Forces so vile corrupting me
Creating a power no prophet could see
Harnessing the power of Sevinity
Vengeance please bring me serenity
Wicked hands wielding the tools of the Divine
Syko Sevin - (Tools of the Divine) In the Hands of the Wicked Lyrics
Syko Sevin - (Tools of the Divine) In the Hands of the Wicked Lyrics
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Prophets never see their reality
They never knew this would happen to me
This isn't the ending they wanted to see
Corrupt my soul and create a new breed
Primal forces growing tantricly
Find a conduit deep inside of me
Tried holding it in but it's starting to bleed
Contain these rages deep inside of me
It's not evil nor is it sublime
It's something much older than time
It's what happens when two forces collide
Dark forces twisting the good inside
Wicked hands wielding the tools of the Divine
With a soul the age of eternity
Forces so vile corrupting me
Creating a power no prophet could see
Harnessing the power of Sevinity
Vengeance please bring me serenity
Wicked hands wielding the tools of the Divine
They never knew this would happen to me
This isn't the ending they wanted to see
Corrupt my soul and create a new breed
Primal forces growing tantricly
Find a conduit deep inside of me
Tried holding it in but it's starting to bleed
Contain these rages deep inside of me
It's not evil nor is it sublime
It's something much older than time
It's what happens when two forces collide
Dark forces twisting the good inside
Wicked hands wielding the tools of the Divine
With a soul the age of eternity
Forces so vile corrupting me
Creating a power no prophet could see
Harnessing the power of Sevinity
Vengeance please bring me serenity
Wicked hands wielding the tools of the Divine
Writer: Billy Grant
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