Paroles de Ben Sahar

Thee I cast aside Fetus divine Agnus dei Free ov thy lies Hearken hosts on high Fetch me your god As my ambition prescribes Challenge the sun Ascend shall I unto the heavens Exalt my throne above his celestial display Sit shall I upon that mount ov congregation Far toward the north Hearken dogs ov nazarene Linger at st. Peter’s door Partake from the well ov nothingness Bite the withered hand ov god Ascend shall I unto the heavens Exalt my throne above his celestial display Sit shall I upon that mount ov congregation Far toward the north Boreal hell beneath my feet Blistering eden above With prayer on lips With freedom bequeathed Thru fire we walk With fire in hearts!