The Seraph Lyrics

Saintly father, seraph
Of (the) holy orthodox
His worm tongue sharp and deadly
On his quest for "truth"

To fill his gaping inner void
He turned to god
And then he took his righteous
Vengeance on the world

He preached
For healing of the soul
And death to sin
His lust for tender men
He bravely kept within
He pressed his wit
Sophistic poisons to concoct
To let his demons loose
His oh so noble thought

Upon this rotting world
The vulture gazed
On those who sought
The deeper truths he preyed
To take their eyes away
From higher paths
He fed them with
Another pious lie

And so his brothers cared
His legend to live on
From beyond
His loving hand
Still guides the flock
His well-fed masters hold
His deed in high esteem
Eternal praise forever
Given to the saint!