Baphomet - Dark Fortress

Born from shade

And undead desire

In the glade

A secret fire

Hidden from

Time and sin

Ardent gods

Stir again

Surge, Baphomet

Graint me Anathema

Purge me, Bephomet

From worlds in denial

Through demise

And desecration

In disguise

Dwells the lord of ecstasy

Defies the lie

Of divine castration

Claims his prize

The awoken few’s apostasy

Intoxicate me with ambrosia

Thawed on mother nature’s

Legs of lust

Moist and spread

Scythe of death

Poised, agog

If the Why

Rears his head

Let him die

Like a dog

Surge, Baphomet

Graint me Anathema

Purge me, Bephomet

From worlds in denial

Expectorate me into infinity

I thirst for the obsidian venom

of the boundless sea of apce

«You summon me In childish play and insert time

I am devoid of pain

But I can take you there and

Beyound, if this be your wish

Come with me And I show you the glow of inverted stars

Come with me And burn in the furnace

of inverted vision

Come with me And there will be no more me for

the you to follow

Come with me I am in awe of the extent of your

ignorance

Come with me…

Since the dawn of guilt My path has changed

Last of the Nephilim

I have lingered in the

seclusion of wood and fear

Uncaring for your woe

For I am a god of pleaseure

I will not shed a tear

On your perished spirit

When you return".