Inner Sanctum

Entering the dark stone hall

The inner sanctum

They felt an eerie presence

Something ancient, something strong

Black iron box in the darkness

Inside the niche across the hall

This was what they had to defend

This was where their master went

To seek the counsel of the living head

To seek the counsel of the baphomet

10.000 strong, they stormed the walls

To end the gruelling siege

To battle, murder and destroy

The last crusader keep

Defended by 300 knights

This was their final stand

10.000 souls had stormed the walls

The knights gave up the fight

Inside the crypt the head recalled

The story of his life...

Dark eyes surveyed them from inside

Terrible soul-searing sight

Eyes shimmering with ancient knowledge

Eyes filled with ancient pride

The head of a Roman Emperor

Adored with a laurel crown?

Or the face of a Celtic king

With runic Ogham carved?

This was what they had to defend

This was where their master went

To seek the counsel of the living head

To seek the counsel of the Baphomet

"10.000 souls had stormed the walls

The knights gave up the fight

Inside the crypt the head recalled

The story of his life..."