I'm the knife on the throat of your father, 
Your son and your holy ghost
I'm the [bad word] son
The spawn of god
The pretender to the throne

In the shadows of the horns, 
The world is that ablaze
Nation after nation, 
Going down in flames

Angel of mercy you sound
Like a broken record reapeating
You curse you turn the ofter
Cheek [bad word]  it unfurls
Salvation set in reverse