Fall From Grace — Morbid Angel

Hot wind burns me Burning as I fall Cast away Speechless in the holy way I survive

The scourge and banishing To scorching land I am lord, I take command

Fall from grace

Forgive me not This knowledge makes me strong To resurrect The cities of the damned All the treasure of sodom Now belong to me - celebrate Fallen angels take my hand

Fall from grace

Whores long for my flesh And my desire Lust annointing me now Consume my soul

I ride the flesh and the sinners of hell I am belial I bend knee not before my selfish desire