Hierophant - In Mourning

The fog is rising

Soaring through unending grey

Cutting path for

A dawning harvest of the past

Chained in a catatonic state

Light flashes and the world burn

Entangled in belief

Entangled

We are now in the shape to rot

And you will lead us here

We have gathered to see our faults

Unchained

One step from ascension

Recognition at glance

Feet cut by the shards

Banished to a timeless wait

Search for the serpent shaped

Golden path, mesmerize

Stray out of belief again

Become the golden one

The warden of your dreams

Stray out of belief again

Don’t let the heart become

The anchor and the sun

Wash yourself in the blood of the pure

Holy messenger

Merge the horizons

Gather and assemble

Abandon and dismantle

Holy messenger

Merge the horizons

Gather and assemble

Abandon and dismantle

Stray out of belief again

Become the golden one

The warden of your dreams

Stray out of belief again

Don’t let the heart become

The anchor and the sun

Stray out of belief again

Don’t let the heart become

The anchor and the sun

Wash yourself in the blood

Wash yourself in the blood of the pure