Disciple

Show me your fear of the end Im the icon of sin Remember that jesus wept Remember me as a place a curse upon your land and Hunt your children like a jackal does a fallen lamb My one desire is to please my master and its wrath A true follower of the left hand path I in brace death so watch me burn The sun sets over the trees Night will crawl in like wolves to The flesh Accuse me Abuse me Your god is dead These final words I speak with a rope around my neck Confess my devilish deeds I want mankind to fall and beg on its knees My serpent tongue will lick up the tears spit terror The sun sets over the trees Night will crawl in like wolves to The flesh. Show me your fear of the end Im the icon of sin Remember that jesus wept