Angel Of Noise
Tim Skold
Crawling through the sands of time
Mind shut, eyes open wide
Seven years of plenty as the darkness creeps inside
Burn like the sign of the southern cross against black sky
5 points, 2 circles and the decaying serpent eye
Angel of Noise, promise you heaven
Angel of Noise, take you to hell
In nomine
In nomine
Sweep across the land, black death and pestilence arrive
Climb aboard the stinking ship the rotten one rise
The power of black compels you true tyrannicide
Divide intervention as the spear pierces you side
Angel of Noise, promise you heaven
Angel of Noise, pake you to hell
In nomine
In nomine
Seed the world for me
Make it grow for me
Realize what is to come
Make a path for me
The stage for me
There can be only one