The Judge
Blackend hear rotten bones. He sits upon condemnations throne.
And oversees the torturers hand. Crushes hopes of those long damned.
Lord of Chains. Prince of despair.
Is your heart even there.
You sit above the acts you call.
The world cares not when you fall.
He's a priest of vengeance. Societie's beast.
Devils grow fat at his feast.
And oversees the torturers hand. Crushes hopes of those long damned.
Lord of Chains. Prince of despair.
Is your heart even there.
You sit above the acts you call.
The world cares not when you fall.
He's a priest of vengeance. Societie's beast.
Devils grow fat at his feast.
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Writer(s): Stephen Bruce Wheeler
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