Day of the Baphomets
NB: testo provvisorio. Clicca qui per la lista completa dei testi dell'album.Sawing off the pavement
Repenting their past lives
Might I be the only payment left
To be left behind
Clay and pygmy footsteps
Rush to boil it clean
A bullet in linguistics
That only we can breathe
Now, I got a prayer that'll make your theirs now
Beneath sepultures
Raise your entrails as an offer
Fondling with pitchforks
In a cattle predded theme
Signaling the sedative
To emaciate the queen
Bowing in constriction
Any time you leave
We've slipped ourselves an angel
And cut her by the wings
I got a prayer that'll make you theirs now
Beneath sepultures
Raise your entrails as an offer
In my sign I was born
To bring death at the footsteps of your home
Tonight, I have sown
All the hair and crooked nails
That you all have worn
While your white sense of hope
I plant the vermin
Gesture makes it so
How long must we fold our hand?
Another burning wheels again
Get a match I said make it fair
Come clean with the antidote
Afterall we came undone
Pair of sluts will host the fall
Our centipedes will get this yet
Poachers in your home X4
How long must we fold our hand
Because our burning wheels again
Get a match, I said make it a pair
Come clean with the antidote
Afterall we came undone
Pair of sluts will host your fall
One day we won't pay your debt
Our centipedes will get the dead
How long must we fold our hand
Because our burning wheels again
Get a match I said make it fair
Come clean with the antidote
After all we came undone
Pair of sluts will host your fall
One day we won't pay your debt
Our centipedes will get the dead
Fool the river, Baphomet
And the cruelest, smite, smite them down
Fix the gash in all that lives
Daughters lying at your door
Raise the body, breath your clean air
Everybody come along
You'll answer by something something
Everybody sing aloud
My hands secrete a monument
I am the reason for your missing child
He might be home but there's no trace
Under you pillow I have left a spy
All the things we do when your away
I saw the message that your wrote in the sand
Dismembered heels that come away
The anaesthetic of your gospel
Put a muzzle on the lamb
Put a muzzle on the lamb
Give me one page, give me one page
Make it blank
Mix it, our leaf will reign
Give me one page, give me one page
Make it blank
We shall inflict your way
Maybe one day you'll stop and realize
All that you serve is dead
Give me your plate, give me your plate
Make it blank, nothing you hold is safe
How long must we fold our hand
Because our burning wheels again
Get a match, I said make it a pair
Come clean with the antidote
Afterall we came undone
Pair of sluts will host your fall
One day we won't pay your debt
Our centipedes will get this yet
How long must we fold our hand
Because our burning wheels again
Deal a match, I said make it fair
Come clean with the antidote
Afterall we came undone
Pair of sluts will host your fall
One day we won't pay your debt
Our centipedes will pick the dead
Poachers in your home
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Baphomets
vi uscirà :
o la testa caprina nel pentagramma
o la copertina di broken swords ( gioco per pc)
che è stato tradotto in altri paesi col nome di "Baphomets Fluch "
Edited by Walkabout - 21/7/2006, 20:04Attached Image: baphgoathead6.gif