Lyrics:

Are you ready for the unveiling?
We have met the enemy and he is us
Breeding divisions within the body of the lamb
Distorting scripture, creating instability
And all oppressive forms of dissonance
There is disorder, its quarantine is necessary
When pale attempts to gather men result in confusion
For unity cannot be based on doctrine

The blinding light is paradoxical
Symbolic of two spiritual lineage
The ministry of life and resurrection
The ministry of death and condemnation

The poltergeist moves ancient and established
Reviving scenes of medieval inquisition;
Every desecration emphasized in psychic renaissance
Reserving atmosphere for terminating thoughts
The priest is talking backwards painting sacrilegious
Pictures
In his doctrinal errors, emphasizing isolated
Scriptures
His intolerable anointing is inhuman interrogation
And its paranormal necromancy fees upon its nation
We will prostitute this offering with discipline and
Honor
Evolving man to higher states for the age of Rationalism is over

To the uninitiated
We will stalk the enemy and cross the line
Can you fell the signs? Cross the line
Are we still alive? Cross the line

To walk the sacred halls of truth
For whom the blood of angels cry
To fill your servants cup with light
For in his heart the spirits rise, rise, rise
To search and trace the scars of love and infinite
Betrayal
For those who face resistance are protected by the
Grail
Break the silence, Take the fear ...
Rape the sorrow, Wipe the tears. Rise, rise

Drink the blood of the lamb
Await the stand
Drink the blood of the lamb
Await the stand
The spirit haunts the armies breathing life in this
Militia
To bring complete reversal of authority and power Into the eyes of God on highest, witnessing the two
Worlds collide
The blood is rising in the temple, naked and alive

The stage is set through all dimensions, denominations
And rituals;
From evolution to revolution and indestructible
Force
Immune to righteousness based on law and civil
Disobedience
The people find the pale defendant guilty on all
Charges

The battlefield is cold and worn, receiving gifts of
Tyranny
The revolution has arrived to turn his face around
And see it's covered with the blood of martyrs'
Innocent sedation
With a kiss the child is lying slain upon the ground

The lamb will stay awake with me to watch the
Revolution
And light the ground we stand upon
The powers of the night, drawn between the darkness
In the field of blind indifference we count
The corpses silently before the blood has dried

His peace is broken into a thousand scars revealed
He puts on his bloody robe for the last time
His eyes, like mirrors, filled with murder, I saw him
Falling in the streams
Immersed in tears, crying for the others
Fighting to receive possession of his will

Standing in the fire, He said to me:
'If you don't reject this power it may destroy you'
For we have seen the great interval, and we have lived
To see
The monster sleeping; But some will say
The monster was me

I will hold his ashes in my hands
Dreaming out loud, moving in metaphors, dancing away