Baphomet
I am hostage to your presence
captive to your words
[Sister Serena :]
'I can hear you calling
I can hear
you calling me
I can hear you calling
I can hear you calling me'
Baphomet how do you touch me
when you are not here
[Sister
Serena :]
'Look through my eyes
see through my eyes'
I can hear you calling'
The chatter of the Caco-daimones
and hooves
apon flagstones
resound in darkness
[Sister Serena :]
'I take that which tempts'
(clutch your rosary)
all sense of reason
lost
(clutch your crucifix)
Crucifix
I call to thee exalted Goat
Vivid and vital
I find myself enmeshed
Hearken and
remember...
...me...
reverenced by templars
worshipped by men
Baphomet
breathing, dark one
breathing next to me
ever
expected, but never coming
My silent vespers in darkness
Shadow of fate
[Solos- P.S., J.M., P.S., J.M.]
Look through
my eyes
See through my eyes
One could lose a lifetime
praying in isolation, Hidden
from the nature of chaos
The beauty of
its patterns
beguiles
Like a falling trail
of cold semen
apon her face and breasts
Between the legs
hair shorn to
sensitise
[Sister Serena :]
'Death is no prison to me...'
