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