"Diabolis Interium" lyrics

"Diabolis Interium"
(originally by Dark Funeral)

Diabolis Interium

I wander along the path of darkness
Heart so cold, skin so pale
Driven forth by the question
My answers are written in blood

Sweet Christian blood

You can't escape my wrath
For I am one of the lords
I am the keeper of your pain
I am the holder of the spear
Like a serpent I'm slithering
In a maze of sin and filth

Look down, you so called god
Step down, from your heavenly throne
Let your divine tears of blood, rain over us
And behold what I do to your servants
And behold what I do to your servants

I am a demon that dwells in the darkest flame
The evil from inside
I am a demon, king of the darkest realm
For I am Satan

Diabolis Interium
(Diabolis Interium)

You can't escape my wrath
For I am one of the lords
I am the keeper of the key to cosmic pain
I am the holder of the spear
Like a serpent I'm slithering
Through your world divine

Diabolis Interium
Diabolis Interium


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