Therion Songtext
von Septerrus
Therion Songtext
Face down against the
Concrete I attain
Sensory overload
White noise white noise!
Cortical, corporeal, divinity crushes life
Carnal, corporeal, human, divine
Cold hands dead in their
Spasmodic gripping for my
Esoteric arrhythmia
Carnal lusts bleeding through
My covert faith turn the inert mind against its sanctum
"Do as thout will shalt be the whole of the law"
Edge of the Earth my will manifests
Conjured by demons the soul slips away
Kingdom eternal corporeal divine
The legacy, the cortical, the stains on time
Choice, freedom and will-power
No currency can grant that status
Teetering on the brink
I shove you into oblivion
You bought into nothing
Gave all you were given
Into a doctrine
Where fools are martyrs
And constants are truths
Not to be shaken
It′s all on the platter now wait till
Your world is served
Hadit guide us on towards
Nuit with Babalon and Therion
Thy will is law
A pox on the filth
That did bring the affliction
From soaring heights
I drop the noose
Shivering I re-emerge
My thoughts shape the earth
Elastic I ascend
The future and the past collide
A sanctimonious blessing
What did stay my hand
That it should be unleashed?
What caused the chasm
Into which the world did sink?
It's not the end of the world
But from this throne we can see it
From here we are not the same
Concrete I attain
Sensory overload
White noise white noise!
Cortical, corporeal, divinity crushes life
Carnal, corporeal, human, divine
Cold hands dead in their
Spasmodic gripping for my
Esoteric arrhythmia
Carnal lusts bleeding through
My covert faith turn the inert mind against its sanctum
"Do as thout will shalt be the whole of the law"
Edge of the Earth my will manifests
Conjured by demons the soul slips away
Kingdom eternal corporeal divine
The legacy, the cortical, the stains on time
Choice, freedom and will-power
No currency can grant that status
Teetering on the brink
I shove you into oblivion
You bought into nothing
Gave all you were given
Into a doctrine
Where fools are martyrs
And constants are truths
Not to be shaken
It′s all on the platter now wait till
Your world is served
Hadit guide us on towards
Nuit with Babalon and Therion
Thy will is law
A pox on the filth
That did bring the affliction
From soaring heights
I drop the noose
Shivering I re-emerge
My thoughts shape the earth
Elastic I ascend
The future and the past collide
A sanctimonious blessing
What did stay my hand
That it should be unleashed?
What caused the chasm
Into which the world did sink?
It's not the end of the world
But from this throne we can see it
From here we are not the same
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