The Idolater

The banner unfurls Graven image Idolater Gather the faithful With murderous words Promises of gold and myrrh To put an end to terror With tyrant's eyes Demonize What you fear in the dark I won't fail in your trust To crush the unholy ones Bring order to savage lands I am your shepherd Wage war on the senses Intellectual Dearth A rabid procession To crown the new emperor The black magic books are burned Fed to flames By the hand of the sorcerer His lips screaming dark And the black curtain falls On a billowing dawn And who can we trust On this nightmare witch hunt This haunted millennium? And when you peer beneath The miser's veil With eyes ablaze Only then will you know That I am the ancient serpent Spawn of the morning star I bring endless torture and despair The wreath of Gehenna And now you know my name And speak the tongues of pain And your fettered limbs Will know eternity The Idolater Will set you free The Idolater Beware the gods you seek