The Black Light Bacchanalia by Virgin Steele

The Tortures Of The Damned

by Virgin Steele· from The Black Light Bacchanalia

[Music & Lyrics by David DeFeis] [David DeFeis - All Vocals, Keyboards, Bass, Percussion & Orchestration] [Josh Block - 7 String Guitar] [ADAM:] I walk...I ride... Through Streets of Genocide My Words drip Blood Like Savage Mist is Love No choice...no home Black Thoughts like Rivers run What Death what grief Whose voice can slay belief... What Hope what care In a world beyond repair... To Praise what Truth Who's Flag to now Salute... What God is this... Whose people are so dismissed... No sigh, no tear... Black Sunset Kiss of Fear... The Walls remain The Flesh defies the Brain... Speak not of Peace Devour the Well of Grief... And run like Stone Embrace your Death alone tonight... ...oh this Night... What Ancient lie can let my People Die... I will tear... ...your Fucking Kingdom from the Sky!