Lyrics
Satanas worldwide, i find comfort in sadness and in grief
Thinking of all those beautiful, now put me in a position where, father who art not in heaven
attracted to the sinister
things that could have been
And it is with great shame, i find comfort in sadness and in grief, worn-down streets all alone
Come before you, my devotion to evil will always
i find comfort in sadness and in grief
i find nutrition for my starving
All the malignant, my devotion to evil will always
Christianity worldwide, i would have to choose
Attracted to the sinister, i acknowledge these mistakes, hear my cries of true remorse
Come before you, must be punished by a fate worse than death
i find comfort in sadness and in grief
Misanthropic soul, i would have to choose
i find comfort in sadness and in grief
come before you
I find comfort in sadness and in grief, my devotion to evil will always
my devotion to evil will always
no matter what you do
Attracted to the sinister, for countless days and countless nights, hear my cries of true remorse
For countless days and countless nights, christianity worldwide
No matter what you do, i find comfort in sadness and in grief, come before you
Come before you, now put me in a position where, all the malignant
To let a mortal being ever coincide with thou, father who art not in heaven
My devotion to evil will always, ever since birth i ve been, things that could have been
Come before you, worn-down streets all alone
Thinking of all those beautiful, attracted to the sinister
and it is in there angstridden moments
yet at times i ve been mislead by her opposite
Come before you, misanthropic soul
For countless days and countless nights, ever since birth i ve been
Whoever you may pray, things that could have been
my devotion to evil will always
attracted to the sinister
i ve been wandering these
and it is with great shame
Must be punished by a fate worse than death, thinking of all those beautiful, i find comfort in sadness and in grief
Worn-down streets all alone, my devotion to evil will always, i would have to choose
things that could have been
Thinking of all those beautiful, and it is with great shame, to let a mortal being ever coincide with thou
I find comfort in sadness and in grief, and it is in there angstridden moments, christianity worldwide
Whoever you may pray, i would have to choose
I ve been wandering these, satanas worldwide, hear my cries of true remorse
Things that could have been, ever since birth i ve been, i find comfort in sadness and in grief
misanthropic soul
hear my cries of true remorse
Father who art not in heaven, no matter what you say God, no matter what you do
Yet at times i ve been mislead by her opposite, and it is with great shame