I wanna be your misery I wanna be the world you fear I wanna be your emptiness I wanna be the god who kills I wanna be the Christ who dies Upon the fires of infamy
Can't you see it Can you feel it, go
Until you call on the dark Until you call on the dark Until you call on the dark Until you call on the dark
Can't you see it now How black your future will be And every emissary that I send you will bleed
I wanna be your misery I wanna be the world you fear I wanna be the Christ who dies Upon the fires of infamy
Can you see it Oh, can't you feel it, oh
Until you call on the dark Until you call on the dark Until you call on the dark Until you call on the dark
Until you call on the dark Until you call on the dark Oh, it's so long Oh, it's so long
Oh, it's so long Oh, it's so long Oh, it's so long Oh, it's so long
