Each blasphemy is another stone to the edifice of your glory

I want to be the rock on which you’ll build your church



Am I the son you’ve been waiting for?

Am I the chosen one?

To be your messiah on earth

And to sit at your left in hell

I’ve always ignored the doubt

Answers are in the questions



Show me the way to the Baphomet’s throne . . .



Guide my hand, light my path

My mouth will speak with your words,

I’ll make statements with your orders

I’ll be the supreme insult

Which will forevermore soil the image of God

I’ll be your revenge, I’ll be your victory

Guide my hand, light my path



Show me the way, to reach one day the Baphomet’s throne . . .


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