Omega Therion Lyrics - Deggael - Babylon Whores

For want of an angel 

For all the lead that you thought you turned gold 

There is something you still want to know 

Il Penseroso led you astray 

To the woods and the wild 

The pathless way 

And you followed the trail that Shelley fared 

Gazed on dead kings with your sullen despair 

Even the Dome of the Rock in Blake's city 

Bore no trace of St. Augustine 

And you studied Plotinus 

Thrice great Trismegistos 

Knew the reign of Hister and Niebelung 

Nietzsche, Vril und Gotterdammerung 

Do you want an angel 

Heaven clad as the stars fell 

Do you want an angel 

Poison of god to make it well 

For want of an angel 

For all the blood that you turned into ink 

You found yourself still searching 

A heosphoros for a golden dawn 

A scarlet sunrise for Babalon 

Someone to stop all the watches now 

Someone to bring this shithouse down 

All things must have an end 

All things to all men 

Forget the tuesday baby 

Let it be a doomsday baby 

Come on and suck a megaton 

Omega Therion 

Oh it is time 

Unbind the lines of horizon 

Omega Therion 

Take you away