Lord - Absurd Minds

There’s a misunderstanding

Between you and me

I always ask for myself

So what could it be?

Neither I’m the Lord of Darkness

Nor I’m used to practice black rituals on stage

Rather I’m a bearer of life

One of the bastions against

The troops of the devil’s worshippers

And glorifiers of death

That, as you know, not exist

Except inside their heads