Paragon Belial

The path that leads forth blinds us
Malevolence drives its constitution
Oh lord your sermons are my words
As you guide my hand
Following your immortal will forever
Your bane eternal shall lead the way
Swept away by the teachings
Of your words and mysterious ways
I can never go back
For there is no denial in my belief
There is only the Paragon Belial
As a spoke on a wheel
Your doctrine is my reality
As my own existence is a mere necessity
Your demons spak softly to me
As your paragon becomes law
Oh grat dragon
I open the gates
Of Belial I evoke the
Unto the devil
I beseech thee my lord
Hymns of the chalice of blood
Grant me passage forth
Into your holy
Domain