Gateway To Deadly Sins Lyrics

Gateway To Deadly Sins lyrics

I. Avarice







II. Pangs of Envy







III.Paroxysm of Wrath







 







AVARICE - Gateway Part I







Convinced in a creed







It's best to have more







The malicious greed







Lurks behind this door







 







Machining the greed







in material need







 







You materialistic fools







spinning voracious spools







Fill a void with empty toys







Heed upon the avid voice







Within your edacity







we find your voracity







For your tenuous soul







Not to fulfill the whole







 







Incongruous drive







In Covet and take







Leeringly derive







Avaricious rake







 







Machining the greed







in material need







 







PANGS OF ENVY - Gateway Part II







Hunting prey for selfish pleasure







No bounds of lust will measure







 







More than before







Less than ahead







A vacuum that roar







The task that misled







 







Suffer the pangs of envy







The curtain of jealousy







A net that you have made







In moments that quickly fade







 







The sin of the moment can't confine







An emptiness you can't define







 







The jaundiced eye







With selfishness







Love's joy you deny







With bitterness







 







In a copulate nature







The state of carnal feature







What you can't have you'll take







Becomes another mistake







 







PAROXYSM OF WRATH - Gateway Part III







With fury you thrust







and anger to combust







A heart filled with hate







lies beyond the gate







 







Angry and pained







Wrath, he's disdained







 







In your rampant







state of being







Through eyes of rage







repugnant feeling







 







Angry and pained







Wrath, he's disdained







 







In his bitter quests







He loathes and detests







In diffidence







In virulence







With asperity







and hostility 







hostility 







 







The ferocious scourge with caustic scorn 







Apogee reached, enraged and torn







 







In his tenebrous misguided state







Permeate with darkness, thrust forth irate 







 







The turpitude of compassion







Rancor permeates in wan fashion







 







To pour the vials of wrath of this age 







The paroxysm of towering rage