Unto Denial

Folly, error, sin, avarice
Occupy our minds and labor our bodies
And we feed our pleasant remorse
As beggars nourish their vermin

Our sins are stubborn, our repentance faint
We sell our weak confessions at high price
Returning gaily to the bogs of vice

Thinking base tears can cleanse our every taint
Thinking base tears can cleanse our every taint

Pillowed on evil, Satan Trismegist
Ceaselessly cradles our enchanted mind
The flawless metal of our will we find
Volatilized by this rare alchemist

The Devil holds the puppet threads and swayed
Daily we take one further step toward Hell
Suffering no horror in the olid shade
Daily we take one further step toward Hell
Suffering no horror in the olid shade