The Spear And The Tumult

Make haste, O God, to deliver me
Make haste to help me, O Lord
With the Lord I have placed my sword
With the Lord I have put all my trust

Holy, holy, holy,
Dark Lord Almighty
Holy, holy, holy,
Dark Lord Almighty

I will not be afraid
Thy black wings are upon me
I will render praises unto thee
For thou hast delivered
My soul from death

Let all those that seek thee
Rejoice and be glad in your venom
That neverending desire to hurt
O Lord, so sweet thy Salvation

Holy, holy, holy,
Dark Lord Almighty
Holy, holy, holy,
Dark Lord Almighty

May I walk before God
In the light of the living?
May I walk before God
Down the pit of destruction?
May I walk before God
Bringing forth the tempest?
May I walk before God?
...and I will walk alone

The fool hath said in his heart,
There is no God

There is none that dorth good,
No, not one

They have not called upon God
Unto the end of the earth

I will put them to shame
Forever

May I walk before God
In the light of the living?
May I walk before God
Down the pit of destruction?
May I walk before God
Bringing forth the tempest?
May I walk before God?
...and I will walk alone