Rasputin

Born in frost in holy fire
Pull the strings the empire's wire
Eyes that pierce the midnight skin
Whispers drag you deep within
Footsteps pounding in the hall
When he speaks, the mighty fall
Blood and prayer in every breath
Dancing close to certain death
Through the smoke through the cries
Poison burning in his eyes
Chains of fate begin to bend
Nothing breaks him to the end
Rasputin the hand that heals
The hand that kills
Rasputin the curse that breathes
The truth that bleeds
Rasputin
Knives will strike and bullets rain
Still he laughs at all the pain
Whispers crawl beneath the door
Touch of God or something more
Every saint becomes a beast
When the hunger's never ceased
Crown and cross will bow in fear
When his shadow's drawing near
No salvation, no retreat
Hear the pounding iron beat
Rasputin the hand that heals
The hand that kills
Rasputin the curse that breathes
The truth that bleeds
Rasputin the hand that heals
The hand that kills
Rasputin the curse that breathes
The truth that bleeds
In the dark the whispers stay
Blood will never wash away
Even when the flesh is gone
Rasputin's curse is marching on