Courting Baphomet

Wishing in contempt of love
The righteous came to burn our forest with hissing firebrands
For though we serve the gentle curves
Of our serpent-girdled Eastern Goddess
They thought they caught us kissing hearses in their land

They send away the pumpkin carriage which blind mice in your head
Parade themselves like sacrilegious envoys of the dead
For in this house of the dark Madonna, flesh will pleasure life
For free of sin we would dishonor all that virgin sacrifice

Gut our city, slaughter all within
Save the gold that goes to God
Show no pity for we worship sin
Spare not the old nor lightning

We raise our devil horns
To those who sit on high
For down amidst the thorns
We lie

Tonight the black guards came to rape
And ruin those souls empathising
With fleeing far away
Thrown to the Tigris river curves
Of our star tiara-ed Ishtar rising
They thought they caught us courting Baphomet
Courting Baphomet

Gut our city, slaughter all within
Save the gold that goes to God
Show no pity for we worship sin
Spare not the old nor lightning
Ah!

She walked the world when the world was made to dress in a perfect darkness
A murderess in flame
Nature curled, unleashed, unfurled the crack of a whip on the lips of anger
Why would your holy order not be wholly slain?

Wishing in contempt of love
The righteous came to burn our forest
With just verses for the damned
For though we serve the gentle curves
Of our serpent-girdled Eastern Goddess
They thought they caught us pissing curses in the sand

We raise our devil horns
To those who sit on high
For down amidst the thorns
We lie

We raise our devil horns