Ba'al Lyrics

The ark bears the fruit of life.
A gift you've turned to ash.
They want to watch you suffer.
They want to watch you die.
A cull from beyond the thicket.
Your wounds are self inflicted.

Brace onto what's left of your sanity.
Pray to the one who brought this tragedy.
Architect of the unholy.
His ears hear the cries of the worthy.

Beg for forgiveness with the blood of the ones you once cherished.
The offering will be completed.
Beg for the end of this existence.

The ark bears the fruit of life.
A gift you've turned to ash.
They want to watch you suffer.
They want to watch you die.

You had the chance to stop the death of the place we once called home.
Beware the agency of man.
A warning that was once foretold.

I am the father of lies.
I am the bearer of light.
I am your salvation.
I am the death of all creation.

As the darkness consumes your psychosis, the life you've built will be reduced to ashes.
Your conscious will be assimilated.
There will be no salvation.

Crawling on your knees you will submit to my wrath.
A memory of when you once retained your free will.
Your sacrifice will earn my place in heaven.
His gift will be repurposed.