The Molesters of My Soul - Sigh

Will you save me from this nightmare

With your blood-covered salvation

With your revelation covered with blood

With your blood black and blessed

Am I god or am I not

It doesn’t matter I’m destined to rot

Am I god or am I not

I’m going to lose all I have got

Molesters, molesters

Molesters of my soul

They won’t rest my soul

They molest my soul

Please rest my soul you stole

(I was) born cursed

To die blessed

(I was) born blind

To die in bliss

Your hands are red, as red as my blood

But your blood is black

Black and blessed

Don’t you ever learn?

Into the flame I’ll return

As I have no eyes to see

I’ll be your servant

I am a holder of your fate

I am a bringer of your hate

I am a savior, I am a messiah

I am a bringer to the scorching fire

To cleanse your soul

See the angels with their eyes closed fall

See the angels with their wings torn fall

See the old tombs waiting to be filled

I know not when

I know not where