The Angel Of Death

These pieces these jigsaw puzzles floating around my mind

If i was a Budda or Jesus then maybe id be fine

I aint no God i admit because ive drank the sinful wine

Standing by the alter i falter as my consiousness unwinds

The door is ajar in comes Satan with his Hord

And his eyes shine bright like the blackest burning coals

As the night and the dark follows close behind

I stand bemused and accused as my hope slowly dies

So i clung to my alter as i trembled in my skin

I started to sweat profusely  as the alarm bells start to ring

I pleaded with my God i said i truly did not know 

If you save me from this devil ill be good forever more

And then at that moment the penny finally fell

I turned to that demon and screamed im not going to hell

How dare you with your evil enter this holy place

You who are the cause of a nations fall from grace

Ohh if it was a dream or real i still do not know

As i carry on regardless not thinking much at all

But sometimes when im alone and the sun has gone to bed

I feel a presence haunting this my Angel Of Death

I feel a presence haunting this my Angel of Death