Moribund Be Thy Creation - Dark Fortress

A hill outside a town in a dry and dusty land

Crowned by twenty crosses or more

Soldiers in a kind of armour that I had never seen

With short and shimmering swords

And a crowd had gathered at the foot of one cross

Gathered to watch the spectacle

I’ve watched your saviour die and he wasn’t resurrected

All your faith has been a lie — Jesus cried… Jesus cried

The poor little worm, strapped onto a tree

Begging for his life and screaming to be free

Cried bloody tears and he wet his pants

I could only laugh as this strange god ends

And with my last laugh I am carried away

There was no reason for me to stay

For this god was a fake like most of them are

The only lord is the master of war

(Across the oceans of time I returned to the castle only to be carried away

again

To some other place, to some other time…)