Strong as the wind That howls through the hungry mountains Consuming flames A wildfire of desire Thirsts after righteousness And finds only the devil. A lone voice in the wilderness, reaches its hand, spread outstretched, the Man Of Lawlessness to cast the very sun into dark And know that the wicked perish in the blazing light of his cleansing fire The wrath which god had blessed him. Carry home, carry on To. The. Bitter. End.