The Knight's Dream

Neredom, restored kingdom, may it be our final shelter
May it watch seeds of wisdom grow, plunged in warm monk's blood
Away from the burning cross, the way took us over cold sea
No flame shined over the dungeon river.

May glory bless you name, oh god, and ignore ours
May our master sit close to you
Baphomet, I summon you, Sophia, come to me
My fury will follow you.

Before the Elm, Zion managed to break
IN the name of Ormus I raised the cross, as a mark of the truth
In Arcadia I found the sons of David
Seed of god, hunted and besieged.

May glory bless you name, oh god, and ignore ours
May our master sit close to you
Baphomet, I summon you, Sophia, come to me
My fury will follow you.

In awful secret is lost in world's memory
The wandering saw the elusive Death's figure, but he spokes no word
No flame, no street, no fury of God
Will ever scare human virtue.