Thou Art Lord

Baphomet's Meteor

Thou Art Lord


He came from the heavens 
On a mission from Hell 
Androgynous lord of Void 
Master craftsman from the stars 
The split of the Atom 
Compressed in a sphere 
A powerful weapon 
Gifted to the Templar Knights 

The Grand master William 
Gathered the warriors of the cross 
The fearsome combat monks 
Armed to the teeth, with hearts of steel 
The militia of heaven marched 
Crushing the Saracen scum 
Flesh and bone torn apart 
By the power of the Spheres 

The fires of Bathomet 
Where science and magic melt 
Men and women all shall perish 
Who will not part with what they cherish 

The fires of Bathomet 
Where science and magic melt 
Men and women all shall perish 
Who will not part with what they cherish 

Men and women all shall perish 
Who will not part with what they cherish 

The fires of Bathomet 
Where science and magic melt 
Men and women all shall perish 
Who will not part with what they cherish 

The fires of Bathomet 
Burned cities to the ground 
Forced Sultans beg for mercy 
Stroke fear in the hearts of men 

They entered the land of Khan 
They faced the Mongol troops 
And once again with lightning bolts 
They sent their souls to Satan