Shelter the Faithless lyrics

Resurrected in a cathedral of trees With echoes of Daimonion of Socrates There's nay divine hath left in me I haven't slain Liketh Abel's life b'reft by the wrath of Cain The Mark of Cain is branded deep into my soul As a heretic I wandered lost amongst the foul My armor broken, swathed in a leper's garment I left behind the fortress I've sworn to defend Old wisdom comes In unknown tongues That speaketh not to men Who fear of what becomes Ancient wisdom lore Of dead bloodlines of yore Cold entombed in the Womb of Babylon's Whore For those about to die In the name of the divine My corpse thy temple beest Thy refuge and thy shrine I am a stranger here, I'm not like these thousands of souls Flickering brightly and hopefully in the darkness My pride has always stood between them and me The pride of being a superior human being But now I know that we're all a wretched animal species Distinguished from the insects only by nerve centers and thoughts Reasoning My flesh I tear apart May thee dwell in my own heart And find thy shelter in this Cryptic sarcophag And in this tomb May thee dream as in a womb And may nay wicked hand Disturb what once inhumed Tomorrow I'll hide in some hole of death and be heard of no more I'll be alone, alone and desolate, and why not? It's logical I'll be alone because I have loved no one, no one and nothing Not even myself Shelter the Faithless Shelter the Faithless