Unholy - Wretched

" Why so soft , O`my brothers.. So pliend and yielding..
...how can you one day triumph with me...?

Rejoice in sweet submission of murder, of conceit
How can you ever triumph with me?!?!

I`d rather be wretced and broken
Than join into your fraudulent joy
I`d rather leave my will unspoken
Than stain it in your sick vaudeville