Fall from Grace - Morbid Angel

Hot wind burns me

Burning as I fall

Cast away

Speechless in the holy way

I survive

The scourge and banishing

To scorching land

I am lord, I take command

Forgive me not

This knowledge makes me strong

To resurrect

The cities of the damned

All the treasures of sodom

Now belong to me — celebrate

Fallen angels take my hand

Whores long for my flesh

And my desire

Lust annointing me now

Consume my soul