The Pledge Lyrics

Every waking hour of every god-cursed day
I never will forget, nor forsake this unholy pledge I’ve made
Most all will fail to give credit where the credit is due
Do you desire this gross attention being bestowed only on you?
Most fall by the wayside from age, and had long since before gone astray
If you are not true to yourself for life, then you were never true
Baptized into this path for life, the road I walk was paved for me
Doing all things in Your name, and the glory goes to You

You shall lead and I will follow
Until death and to the ends of the earth
But give your word and it shall be my command
For if you’ve taken the pledge then give the sign of the horns
I take not each day, not for granted, in this god-cursed life
But permit one to dream of al time without time

Leviathan, the four crowned princes of Hell
A pilgrimage though sulfur to the site where you fell
My soul yearns for the lake fed by the Rubicon
To be baptized again at the eat of your throne

An enigma, not a stigma, the only truth worthy t be told
Your inhumation, my salvation, I’ve always known I am not of this world
My Father, my General, your truth speaks to me without any words
My Prince, my King, my privilege and my honor to serve
My God and my Creator, let me cleanse Thy land of the weak and the fools
For if you’ve taken the pledge then give the sign of the horns


You are the highest, ineffable, an ageless and unblemished stone
Shining black through all of the lies of this world
As those who only pretend to serve
Re-invent you in their own twisted visage

Your purification is your truth and you are your own proof
And I need to pledge my soul unto the kingdom of Hell
Do you dare partake of lesser oath?
Pledge your life-giving soul upon a mirage?

You live in me, deathless one, we were not meant for this world
Brothers and sisters of the misanthropic race,
Antagonist and adversary
The thorn in the side of the world

My Father, my General, your truth speaks to me without any words
My Prince, my King, my privilege and my honor to serve
My God and my Creator, let me cleanse Thy land of the weak and the fools
For if you’ve taken the pledge then give the sign of the horns

You are the highest, ineffable, an ageless and unblemished stone
Shining black through all of the lies of this world
As those who only pretend to serve
Re-invent you in their own twisted visage

The pledge