The Heresiarch Lyrics - Lux Occulta

See the generations lost 

drowned in cold waters of Jordan 

Sheep led to the slaughter 

by humble shepherd Kephalophoros 

See their heads enchained with crowns 

and their flea-ridden royal cloaks 

I curse you - trembling knees 

bending too easily 

I curse insidious hands 

stretched out for more alms 

father and son, skin and bones 

footsteps printed in a sand 

this is the time and the place 

to throw the mask away 

Judge for you'll be judged 

Every single word counts 

He who has no name 

Omnivorous emptiness 

Virus that feeds on life 

Antithesis to synthesis 

He who is the heart but has no heart 

I breed fears hidden just beneath me skin 

pretending a dragon-shaped tattoo 

I breed all fevers and plagues 

stuff them with milk of my veins 

you can find my Sacred Church 

carved in the black skin of Earth 

Garmonbozia 

My cellar 

Anywhere