Black Sunday
ZAKK WYLDE
Destroyer of my visions
Come and enter me
Reside over my vengeance, redemption set me free
God in my hands
Staring down on me
No use of mercy with a
Fistful of hate
The light that once shined
Has long given way
Embracing my end
Becoming Black Sunday
Fill me with your strength now
Limitless unknown
Destroyer of my vision
Return me to my home
God in my hands
Staring down on me
No use of mercy with a
Fistful of hate
The light that once shined
Has long given way
Embracing my end
Becoming Black Sunday
No need for remorse
No need to forgive
For all that remains
All day that shall forever live
God in my hands
Staring down on me
No use of mercy with a
Fistful of hate
The light that once shined
Has long given way
Embracing my end
Becoming Black Sunday
