The Blood Is The Almighty Sin (Illnath)

The sun is setting And night comes crawling back Out of the shadows deep Comes a creature of the night And now the stars are shining bright Hunting the innocent He draws their burning blood Taking images of lives Being ended The mask he wears Concealing his remorse These memories of life Is getting distant But every time he takes A life as sweet as this His memory is back Of life's unjustfulness But wanting more of life He searches far and wide Arising from the east A ball of searing pain Burning every vein And sleep must come again His fears of waking to a world of unknowns Is becoming a nightmare of truths Every death he has brought to this world Will be known at the end of his time Hunted the innocent He drew their burning blood But now his life Is being ended The mask he used to wear Concealing his remorse Has been forever torn From his burning palm His soul is darkening The future endless black Still hoping for redemption But being pushed into the void His fears of waking to a world of unknowns Is becoming a nightmare of truths Every death he has brought to this world Will be known at the end of his time And now the feeling is leaving his veins The blood is the almighty sin Becoming one with the creature of night Is sure to be ending your life But now the innocent Wanting a sweet revenge Comes crashing down the stair Into the grave And even though remorse Was often in his mind Striking hard and swift The stick is driven through his heart