Lyrics Ad Noctis - Rotting Christ
I
am
the
healer
and
the
deceiver
I
am
the
sober
eye
of
fate
I
always
take
to
be
the
giver
I
am
the
crimson
eye
of
hate
My
love
is
sloth
corrupting
order
I
am
the
secret
hand
of
pain
I
am
the
builder
of
this
wanderland
My
face
is
known
by
the
insane
My
work
is
black
the
sin
moves
As
horrific
and
as
cold
I
am
the
horns
with
golden
hooves
The
balance
of
the
gods
Oblivion
decay
and
death
Three
of
my
children
without
birth
I
am
into
the
inner
dark
The
tension
of
the
kill
The
first
of
murders
had
my
mark
I
am
in
restricted
thrills
My
work
is
black
the
sin
moves
As
horrific
and
as
cold
I
am
the
horns
with
golden
hooves
The
balance
of
the
gods
Not
being
me,
yet
I
am
life
The
lover
and
the
wife
In
nothing
I
am
the
essence
all,
the
things
in
which
you
exist
Still
I
am
more
you
couldn't
hold,
the
corpse's
biggest
feast
My
work
is
black
the
sin
moves
as
horrific
and
as
cold
I
am
the
horns
with
golden
hooves,
the
balance
of
the
god
...the
balance
of
the
god
Staring
at
me
is
a
simple
thing
But
may
affect
you
a
lot
I
am
inside
you
in
every
thing
GOD'S
OWN
ETERNAL
HOST
I
am
the
healer
and
the
deceiver
I
am
the
sober
eye
of
fate
I
always
take
to
be
the
giver
I
am
the
crimson
eye
of
hate
My
love
is
sloth
corrupting
order
I
am
the
secret
hand
of
pain
I
am
the
builder
of
this
wanderland
My
face
is
known
by
the
insane
My
work
is
black
the
sin
moves
As
horrific
and
as
cold
I
am
the
horns
with
golden
hooves
The
balance
of
the
gods
I
am
the
burning
side
of
rules
The
balance
of
the
gods
The
balance
of
the
gods
The
balance
of
the
gods
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