Centurian - Antinomian

No law can rise above my will

Fuck the world
Fuck the holy ways of man
Fuck the world
I am the exception of the rule

The fundamental need
To abandon all truth other than mine
I view reality from the opposite angle
The lightning I bear scatters all lies
No law can rise above my will

Scorned for vices
That reject what is just
Nailed to the cross of undying darkness
I am prepared for absolution

I suffer not
Smiling as my eyes drip blood
The light of chaos shines upon me
Alive without the law
No law can rise above my will