I sing of Power, and Faith A Sonnet of Pure A Hymn to the Spirits of and Grace And whichever there may be . . . Manacled, Beaten, and Cast from the Light of the Goal I'll falter, stumble or kneel to the strength of my Soul Lashed by the Winds of by the Gods of Hate I'm in Power, I'm Unchained Call this a Vow All that I tell you now I may be Bloody, but I am I am Power the Hour, Season and Day Phantom of Misery your Demons, Hunger and Hate Spirit of Impurity by Fire, stripped and Torn from the World that I know never cry out, buckle or kneel I am the King of my by the Gods of Wrath Blinded by I'm in Power, I'm Rising All that I you now Sure as a Vow I may be Bloody, but I am GODHEAD:] Die, fall on your Sword, on your knees Die like Son to his tree Die by my Hand, die by my on this Site, Vultures Die, on your Sword, fall on knees Die in the Sun to these trees Die by my Hand, die in my Heart from the Heights, forever fall I of Power, Magick and Might A of Pure Victory A to the Fearless, the Savage, the Brave The of our Liberty Total my debts, tally my sins, charge offence on my Scroll never alter the course of my Steele, I am the King of my by the Winds of Fate Stung by the Gods of I'm Rising in through Murdering Rain than Faith allows Braver than Hero's Vows My is Bloody, but I am I AM POWER, ! ! ! ! ! ! !