Mind Eclipse
Mind Eclipse - Baltazar's feast songtekst
Je score:
If you have chosen the path to the throne Undeterred by the terrible fate of your predecessors I had to share some thoughts with you My son you will, in my opinion, be strong enough To break the curse of endless rituals Self-sacrifice and immolation You'll have to cleanse your soul From the layers of moral putrefaction That have accumulated through the ages I hope you'll never share a table With bastards of Babylonian whores devouring The flesh of murdered gods (And drink from holly chalices the wine of their blood) To rule them you will need To hone your words to razor sharpness To purge your kingdom of the vice and heresy Harrowing the soil with the plow of hatered Forsaking weakness, mercy and regrets The orb of divine warrior Adorns your youthful head In which the rage of gods will soon awaken And Avel's spirit by your sword will dispense revenge This is the way you have to be To reach the throne that sits atop a heap Of skulls and skeletons of the tomorrow's dead Of scum and villains who are feasting at my table at this time of plague (So let this throne should not be turned for thee to cross upon Golgotha) I'm afraid You are not destined to delight Perfection of your reign As you were dealt the fate of Gladiator (In arena where all your deeds will be accomplished by your sword So brace yourself to reign in a dominion That's like neglected garden is overgrown with weeds Whose paths are covered in decaying leaves Flanked by the lifeless tree stumps That never will produce a seed or fruit Upon the ruins of Pantheon which once was home To living gods now dead, you must erect your own shrine From the debris create new form by force of your belief From chaos forge new harmony In Discordance new form of harmony you'll find This is my demise For which I'll raise my goblet For the last time at the fest of Baltazar I'll drink before my mind is lost to imminent dementia I'll drink to the doom of decadent epoch To the angels horn to herald it To the coming of Zoroaster clothed in celestial gold To the cleansing flame (To rebirth of new epoch of glory)