Grand Deceivers - Magic Circle

They wear their Venus skins in twilight

Emblazoned eyes gaze on through wine

We’ve reigned dawn into day as willed from above us

Led ships, we still away

Rocks in the darkness

Snakes wear their Venus skins in twilight

Tera hides ranges among the lush

Malign, allure of thine.

I bleed for its embrace

Sing bliss down from the cliffs

Your will above us

Who yields the whip?

And whose minds are barbed?

Evolution destined once again

Assassins slip through the dusk bizarre

Employed by their own corrupt designs

Whom to atone?

To what god beg mercy?

Aimless, heretical culture now

Inquisitors strike skin away

Don their robes of right in courts of wrong

Grand deceivers judge mankind

Decide in the pitch night of the knives