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o these grounds, to step on
e'er risen hath, an alchemist
jubilee of passing!
birds take flight in the morning light
flap wings to fan the flame

the edifice is thick with smoke
<six censers hang in greeting>
incense pouring through the streets
<to behold this and be made complete>

come out of your house
<put your robe on by the waterside>
come out and see him

hold on to the moss and stones
and forage what you can alone

the smacking of their lips <disgusting>
you stroke the wench's hips <lusting>
and the smoke! o the smoke! and the salt of the earth

our flock has gathered at the lichyard
it is time
raise high thy chalice, bless this pure concoction
compose your spirit and let flow the golden wine
now is unveiled the world beyond deception

for to have what you once had not
could you tolerate the secrecy? past the curtains of the dead?
or to lack what you already forgot
there is no chance to live if the dead have more fun

pull back the sheets of existence
you pathetic piece of excrement
lest the birds come back to nest
laying branches on thy crest
knowing lies beneath thy breast
such a virtuous incest

for to have what you once had not
could you tolerate the secrecy? past the curtains of the dead
or to lack what you already forgot
the dead have more fun

pillar
and column
marbled suite
trip trap trip trap trip trap trip trap nanana the rain comes
trojan horse through open doors nanana the rain comes

our flock has gathered at the lichyard
it is time
raise high thy chalice, bless this pure concoction
wolf pack in unison
dreaming of venison

the edifice is thick with smoke
<six censers hang in greeting>
incense pouring down the streets
<to behold this and be made complete>

slumber well with trust in your heart
tragedy is certain but your treachery went too far

the edifice is thick with smoke
ceaseless cries as wolves awoke
cannibal of night and day
lead the pack into the fray

smite the child and force the mother
into bondage like no other
strap her to the holy cross
douse it light it stone and moss
throw yourself upon the pyre
kiss her corpse and fuck the fire
life is fleeting, men are brave
you are but a shallow grave

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from Haze of Reality, released January 9, 2020

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