Lux Occulta - The Heresiarch


See the generations lost 
drowned in cold waters of Jordan 
Sheep led to the slaughter 
by humble shepherd Kephalophoros 
See their heads enchained with crowns 
and their flea-ridden royal cloaks 

I curse you - trembling knees 
bending too easily 
I curse insidious hands 
stretched out for more alms 

father and son, skin and bones 
footsteps printed in a sand 
this is the time and the place 
to throw the mask away 
Judge for you'll be judged 
Every single word counts 
He who has no name 
Omnivorous emptiness 
Virus that feeds on life 
Antithesis to synthesis 
He who is the heart but has no heart 

I breed fears hidden just beneath me skin 
pretending a dragon-shaped tattoo 
I breed all fevers and plagues 
stuff them with milk of my veins 
you can find my Sacred Church 
carved in the black skin of Earth 
Garmonbozia 
My cellar 
Anywhere 

read my names written in the water 
The Fish 
read my names written in the air 
The Not

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