The Tears That Wet Gethsemane

The tears that wet Gethsemane..

We chose our Faith on Sinai

Our mystic Dreams were hunted

But our eternal Cult is finally restored!

The words that are blown as dust

Drowned in the Seas as lead

Our wings of Knowledge are as Darkness

Dare you meet me in the vast depths of my mind?

Votaris of the tears you shed

Follower of the week compassion

Lamenting shall be carried by the Winds in your name

The end shall enter the temple of your worthless life

For We are the Chosen Ones on Earth

Servants of Those who scream over the mountains of sunset

Of the Queen that spits the Ancient Words of Power

We raise the broken chalice in Her eternal Name

I shall dance the dance the dance of Salome once more,

So sleep forever bastardic infected birth: