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BISHOP OF HEXEN LYRICS
"Ancient Hymns of Legends & Lore" (1996 Demo)
1. Intro: Revival of the Pact of Indictment
2. Penetrating Seduction of Pure Beautiful Innocence
3. The Surreal Touch Between Steel & Flesh
4. Lure My Spelled Emotions
5. To Begin the Quest Towards the Noble Dark Cause
6. Outro: The Fascinating Installment of Triumph
1. Intro: Revival of the Pact of Indictment
2. Penetrating Seduction of Pure Beautiful Innocence
3. The Surreal Touch Between Steel & Flesh
4. Lure My Spelled Emotions
"As the streaks of fog & dust fade
A sight of grey ashes & soft limbs cut
The cold steel weapon, bleeding the emotion
Is the weight of pain on an old heart"
Sour blood streams freshly from my caged soul
The strange apathy of the sky-shameless to weep
How was I betrayed-my faith was so pure
The hate I resent-stalking blasphemy may be the cure
From falling steep-a broken man in guilt
To become fulfilled-from the vows to the dark needs
The winter strips the human shell from it's virginity
The winter grows & nourishes towards a dark-melancholy
The castle of trust & faith crumbles, and creates the path
The path on which will lead him from the relic of the past
Oh, god of harmony & filth
How the fresh air creates music
Blister, bitterness they ask
The witches have done their task
To seize an emotion and then, to cage it in your palm
Vexatiously trespass and pull it out of my poor, vulnerable heart
That material, which emotions are made-of
Replenish that morose void with repertoires of treason
"I anoint thee to scar the spring"
I caress the exact spot, which I once assaulted
I can feel those crooked lanes which force a mountain to bleed
To fly & crow a curse on places never seen
I hope, I beg, I crave for a raven's twisted dream
From falling steep-a broken man in guilt
To become fulfilled-from the vows to the dark needs
5. To Begin the Quest Towards the Noble Dark Cause
Crushing the symbol of the bastard
The legions of the unholy horde
Creating this pagan feeling
For us the sun is thy moon
We will cross the sea
Destroying his cursed spree
We'll create a new humanity
Our demonic, five cornered star
Is high raised for our integrity
Tranquillity, silence & peace
From this day on will cease
"As high as the mountains are
So dark is the quest"
History will recreate itself
The force of our crusade-unleashed
Christianity-beheaded, gutted
The blood soaking sour, dry fields
Set our blasphemous fires through Christendom
Crushing the symbol of the bastard
The legions of the unholy horde
Creating this pagan feeling
For us the sun is thy moon
We will cross the sea
Destroying his cursed spree
We'll create a new humanity
I am the one who struck layers of plagues
Which ravaged the pure and the faithful "Job"
I am the ambiguous riddle in thousands of
Manuscripts & scrolls-spoken of by many, solved by none
You all, are the reflections of the sallowness
Of my own thoughts-soaked in craftiness,
Yet frightened from the gravely cost
Force-fed neglect of the darkened
Skills & arts of which virtue was stung
And kept, secretly, In hidden corners of our hearts
Brothers, sisters, let us not blame
Ourselves, let us not be ashamed of what
We have become
To take what rightfully was ours
To start our mighty saga from the point humanity was paused
To learn the lessons of the craft
To begin the quest towards the noble dark-cause
6. Outro: The Fascinating Installment of Triumph
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