Power Trip - The Evil Beat

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Born of the most evil breed
Before Cain, the original bad seed
I am remorseless, usurper of the righteous!
What is it about man that draws him to the flame?
They see the gates of hell, but can’t help but cross the plane
Into the realm where the demons are made
Once left alone now i’m free to roam
The orchestrator of a wicked song
Buried it deep inside
War drums in the back of their minds
Driving their influence, to give in to the violence
How could they defeat what only feels like instinct?
Bow to my feet and turn your back on man!
Evolve from him
INTO THE BEAST
The king of deceit
I am the focus in your hate
I am the rhythm to your rage
In this symphony of life there’s only death
And baphomet leads the band
Now I guide the reaper’s hand
Upon earth we shall descend
Virtue is dead, your soul wastes away
I am complete
Your choice is made
One with destroyer, a ruler enslaved
And in the symphony of life there’s only death
And baphomet leads the band
THERE IS ONLY DEATH!
MARCH TO THE EVIL BEAT
MARCH TO THE EVIL BEAT
MARCH TO THE EVIL BEAT
MARCH TO THE EVIL BEAT
HOLY LIGHT WON’T SAVE ME
MARCH TO THE EVIL BEAT
DEATH OF THE LAMB
REIGN OF THE BEAST