The Judge by The Gates Of Slumber Lyrics

Blackend hear rotten bones. He sits upon condemnations throne
And oversees the torturers hand. Crushes hopes of those long damned
Lord of Chains. Prince of despair
Is your heart even there
You sit above the acts you call
The world cares not when you fall
He's a priest of vengeance. Society's beast
Devils grow fat at his feast