Grovel before our prophet, out of fear Beseech, false idols out of hope they’ll hear Fall, in reverence at the image of god But know, that in our faith lies a cost
Though, fallow the thought, or shallow the cause Ethereal, power is wrought as false humility A turgid divinity and fell conscience, all under a faith-threaded cowl For in the throes of passion, or in pain While the sparks traverse the pathways in our brains All remains the same
Martyrs and miscreants all clamour as our messiahs arise Mewling we crawl, in abject sacrifice
Mysterium, tremendum et fascinans
Grovel before our prophet, out of fear Beseech, false idols out of hope they’ll hear Fall, in reverence at the image of god But know, that in our faith lies a cost
Martyrs and miscreants all clamour as our messiahs arise For, we shall never again see God Unless in abject sacrificeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
