Born from shade
And undead desire
In the glade
A secret fireHidden from
Time and sin
Ardent gods
Stir againSurge, Baphomet
Graint me Anathema
Purge me, Bephomet
From worlds in denialThrough demise
And desecration
In disguise
Dwells the lord of ecstasy
Defies the lie
Of divine castration
Claims his prize
The awoken few's apostasyIntoxicate me with ambrosia
Thawed on mother nature'sLegs of lustMoist and spread
Scythe of death
Poised, agogIf the Why
Rears his head
Let him die
Like a dogSurge, Baphomet
Graint me Anathema
Purge me, Bephomet
From worlds in denial
Expectorate me into infinity
I thirst for the obsidian venom
of the boundless sea of apce"You summon me
In childish play and insert time
I am devoid of pain
But I can take you there and
Beyound, if this be your wishCome with me
And I show you the glow of
inverted stars
Come with me
And burn in the furnace
of inverted visionCome with me
And there will be no more me for
the you to follow
Come with me
I am in awe of the extent of your
ignoranceCome with me...Since the dawn of guilt My path has changed
Last of the Nephilim
I have lingered in the
seclusion of wood and fearUncaring for your woe
For I am a god of pleaseure
I will not shed a tear
On your perished spirit
When you return".
