Delphic Star - At The Throne Of Judgment

Call me the Oracle

I name myself thee

And for this I breathe in your shame

Call me oracular;

I see your fate from behind the drapery

Arsonist I may aspire to become

But in my eyes it’s only justice that is done

I will light your bedside aflame with all of my hate

Sleeping soundly you will never know it’s too late

Sin

Into the flames

Into the storms of hate

That sear my body when I unroll your worn scrolls

I will not regret this decision

But my burdened feelings shackle my intent

Call me oracular;

I see your fate from behind the drapery

Arsonist I may aspire to become

But in my eyes it’s only justice that is done

The appetite of the demon inside of me

Needs to feed its screaming wretchedly

Into the flames

Into the storms of hate

That sear my body when I unroll your worn scrolls

The tomb inside of my conscience longs for your presence

Move the stone, I need your soul

Tarnish the pages with Apollo’s hand

Making her suffer at his command

Tarnish her name with his fire

My cryptic desire

And his godly power

The tomb inside of my vault longs for your fall

Move the massive stone I need your soul