It Is I

It is I
It is I a demon with wings
It is I for which the gospel sings
In praise of blackened sky
Killing all holy It is I
It is I with blackened blood
It is I that will start the floods
To bury the preachers lie
By my power It is I
It is I a creep in the night
It is I that will begin the fight
Between the God in the sky
I am the Devil It is I