Exodus - Architect of Pain lyrics
[Exodus - Architect of Pain lyrics]
Let me paint you a portrait of a man
Whose very name would define in times
To come all things profane
Born unto privilege child of aristocracy
So, tender the young mind, yet so unclean
His was a heart of darkness
That beat within his chest
Breathing life into the crimes he'd manifest
Imp of the perverse on a bloody path he trods
Scribe of the unthinkable the Marquis de Sade
Outraging the laws of both
Nature and religion
Subjugation in behalf of her domain
Or so he believed with all
His hate and narcissism
That to fight the inclination's but in vain
Nature inspires our tastes bizarre
She paints them only as they are
From the darkest corners of the mind as real
As the morning sun shall rise, just the same
He wove his written word with
Threads of flesh throughout
He promised things so frightening they'll
Turn you inside out
When terror's grip has set your
Soul is set aflame
Behold the architect of pain
Unearthing fantasies too savage to reveal
Twisting your world with
Visions centuries concealed
Was he philosopher or was he just insane?
Behold the architect of pain
Each tale black as pitch dressed
In the colors of hell
Your dreams will fill with the
Sounding of the knell
Feel the looming shadow of
The hungry guillotine
And you'll be blinded by
The blade's fatal gleam
Outraging the laws of both
Nature and religion
Subjugation in behalf or her domain
Or so he believed with all
His hate and narcissism
That to fight the inclination's but in vain
Nature inspires our tastes bizarre
She paints them only as they are
From the darkest corners of the mind as real
As the morning sun shall rise, just the same
He wove his written word with
Threads of flesh throughout
He promised things so frightening they'll
Turn you inside out
When terror's grip has set your
Soul is set aflame
Behold the architect of pain
Unearthing fantasies too savage to reveal
Twisting your world with
Visions centuries concealed
Was he philosopher or was he just insane?
Behold the architect of pain
Nature cannot bind you
You only need to serve unto her
Harming without stint or cease at the
Expense of whosoever may be
Their pain becomes your paradise
Your lust their demise
Forced you to recognize
The beast within, he helped you to visualize
No desire to torment flesh and bone
The mind can cause far
Greater destruction alone
When the seed has taken root
It grows impure, your thoughts pollute
All things please, nature
She has need of our misdeeds
We serve her as we sin the bloodier our opus
The greater her domain and her esteem for us
Outraging the laws of both
Nature and religion
Subjugation in behalf or her domain
Or so he believed with all
His hate and narcissism
That to fight the inclination's but in vain
Nature inspires our tastes bizarre
She paints them only as they are
From the darkest corners of the mind as real
As the morning sun shall rise, just the same
Rise, just the same rise, just the same
Rise, just the same rise, just the same
Whose very name would define in times
To come all things profane
Born unto privilege child of aristocracy
So, tender the young mind, yet so unclean
His was a heart of darkness
That beat within his chest
Breathing life into the crimes he'd manifest
Imp of the perverse on a bloody path he trods
Scribe of the unthinkable the Marquis de Sade
Outraging the laws of both
Nature and religion
Subjugation in behalf of her domain
Or so he believed with all
His hate and narcissism
That to fight the inclination's but in vain
Nature inspires our tastes bizarre
She paints them only as they are
From the darkest corners of the mind as real
As the morning sun shall rise, just the same
He wove his written word with
Threads of flesh throughout
He promised things so frightening they'll
Turn you inside out
When terror's grip has set your
Soul is set aflame
Behold the architect of pain
Unearthing fantasies too savage to reveal
Twisting your world with
Visions centuries concealed
Was he philosopher or was he just insane?
Behold the architect of pain
Each tale black as pitch dressed
In the colors of hell
Your dreams will fill with the
Sounding of the knell
Feel the looming shadow of
The hungry guillotine
And you'll be blinded by
The blade's fatal gleam
Outraging the laws of both
Nature and religion
Subjugation in behalf or her domain
Or so he believed with all
His hate and narcissism
That to fight the inclination's but in vain
Nature inspires our tastes bizarre
She paints them only as they are
From the darkest corners of the mind as real
As the morning sun shall rise, just the same
He wove his written word with
Threads of flesh throughout
He promised things so frightening they'll
Turn you inside out
When terror's grip has set your
Soul is set aflame
Behold the architect of pain
Unearthing fantasies too savage to reveal
Twisting your world with
Visions centuries concealed
Was he philosopher or was he just insane?
Behold the architect of pain
Nature cannot bind you
You only need to serve unto her
Harming without stint or cease at the
Expense of whosoever may be
Their pain becomes your paradise
Your lust their demise
Forced you to recognize
The beast within, he helped you to visualize
No desire to torment flesh and bone
The mind can cause far
Greater destruction alone
When the seed has taken root
It grows impure, your thoughts pollute
All things please, nature
She has need of our misdeeds
We serve her as we sin the bloodier our opus
The greater her domain and her esteem for us
Outraging the laws of both
Nature and religion
Subjugation in behalf or her domain
Or so he believed with all
His hate and narcissism
That to fight the inclination's but in vain
Nature inspires our tastes bizarre
She paints them only as they are
From the darkest corners of the mind as real
As the morning sun shall rise, just the same
Rise, just the same rise, just the same
Rise, just the same rise, just the same