I Am Legion Lyrics Album by Witchery
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Album Lyrics
1. Legion
(Instrumental)
2. True North
As dawn breaks upon the frozen waste
A light burns bright on the horizon
From sleep of ages they awake
A thousand years of bloodlust in their eyes
A pact, was signed
By hands of doom
The dead retake their arctic tomb
True north! True north! True north! True north!
Black wings cut across the sky
With nothing left alive in their wake
A vast, endless void opens wide
Plunging all into eternal night
A pact, was signed
By hands of doom
The dead retake their arctic tomb
True north! True north! True north! True north!
A pact, was signed
By hands of doom
The dead retake their rightful tomb
True north! True north! True north! True north!
3. Welcome, Night
Peering through the east-end mist, with a gaze impure
Counting down his victim-list, his taste obscure
Shadows chase the candlelight, as white eyes burn
Death is in the air tonight, he waits his turn
Soul reaper of the underworld, high-born and bred
Whispering forgotten words, from years long past
Servant of the queen by right, her chosen one
Keeper of the seance prime, the last in line
Ravens call – welcome, night
The uninvited one has arrived!
Ravens call – welcome, night
The uninvited one is inside!
1855 in the year of their lord
His breath, it cracks and spits
For every waiting life
Underneath a waxing moon
His dull dagger gleams
They always beg and plead
But there’s no mercy here…
Then he’s gone, a blur in time, into the fog of the waiting night
A pound of flesh, coins on the eyes, not one cared, no one dared ask why
As it comes, so it goes, a stench of death in the morning light
A pound of flesh, coins on the eyes, not one cared, no one dared ask why
…welcome, night!
4. Of Blackened Wing
Out of the dark, howl of the beast
Voices are calling from the deceased
With candle in hand, a cross to my throat
I speak the unspeakable to the unknown
The verse reversed, the path left-hand
They answer the call, the call of the damned
Out from the deep, a chorus of screams
The baphomet fly, of blackened wing
Avow… the crucifix burns to the touch
Daemon… on blackened wing your darkness bring
Daemon… the churches burn and the dead shall sing
Backwards and forwards, the chanting begins
Rite of the templar, the codex obscure
A chill in the air, a twitch of the nerve
Summons them all to the astral curse
Avow… the crucifix burns to the touch
Daemon… on blackened wing your darkness bring
Daemon… the churches burn and the dead shall sing
Bleeding from the eyes and parched with thirst
The death grip comes with wisdom’s birth
Gripping… choking the life out from me
As the circle breaks
And the old ones wake
Like a shadow out of time…
Daemon… on blackened wing your darkness bring
Daemon… the churches burn and the dead shall sing
5. Dry Bones
From the watch I can see them all
Precious, living things
One by one, they each will fall
Food for the worms…
… and good deeds for the dead unsung
Arrow’s head, tread of the tank
Human flesh for the wolves of war
Piece by piece the machine will eat
In what god’s name should we kill for?
So cold and clean
And white as death
These bleached, dry bones… are all that’s left
Into the fire of the enemy line
For faith or flag, they’re ready to die
Flash of the blade, a twist of the knife
Sends them to their grave and the afterlife
So cold and clean
And white as death
These bleached, dry bones… are all that’s left
Crack of the whip, the Behemoth screams
Annihilation time for the pawns of war
Snap their necks, burn their flesh
An addition to the heap of deeds that are these bones
So cold and clean
And white as death
These bleached, dry bones… are all that’s left
6. Amun-Ra
Storming the gate, the hour is the near, the idols of man
Come crawling back again
Blinded by faith, bonded by fear, the masses disperse
As superstition reigns
As superstition rules them all… the ouroboros eye!
I am the prophet, the unbeliever,
I have the vision, the great deceiver
Amun-Ra! Drink the wine, Amun-Ra! Open wide
Amun-Ra! The end is near, Amun-Ra! Your savior is here
Cleanse the flock, cleanse the mind, the cult demands
And the cult is who decides
Servants of Seth, tapping the vein, carving the skin
The blood-rite now begins
The blood-rite of Amun!… The ouroboros eye!
Amun-Ra! Drink the wine, Amun-Ra! Open wide
Amun-Ra! The end is near, Amun-Ra! Your savior is here
Raise the chalice!
I am he, one and all, archetype and overlord!
I am he, one and all, alpha and omega, stand in awe!
Passive and numb, they eat their young, indoctrinate total devotion
Cabalistic, mortified, teach them order, tame their worthless lives…
I am the prophet, the unbeliever,
I have the vision, the great deceiver
Amun-Ra! Drink the wine, Amun-Ra! Open wide
Amun-Ra! The end is near, Amun-Ra! Your savior is here
7. Seraphic Terror
Nearing from the skies above, a judgement dawning
Six-winged celestial beings, now come calling
Thunderous their flight descends, without warning
Mouth of darkness, eclipse the sun, abyssal yawning
Celebrate the golden throne, with sword in hand
Come to cull the shepherd’s herd, celestial reprimand
Beelzebub, Leviathan and Asmodeus
Fell from grace – The Seraphim, in heavenly betrayal
March of the Seraphim in praise of he who shan’t be named
March of the Seraphim rebel angels born from shame
Praise! Give praise! Unto him!
Carved in the text of Enoch – an eternal fall
Ikisat of Gabriel, a flock led astray
Overthrow the seven gates into the underworld
The ninth order set afire, to burn in infamy
March of the Seraphim in praise of he who shan’t be named
March of the Seraphim rebel angels born from shame
Praise! Give praise! Unto him!
Kadish! Kadish! Unto him!
Salvation is upon them
The sulfur caves await
To purify with everlasting fire…
Swing open hell’s gate
March of the Seraphim in praise of he who shan’t be named
March of the Seraphim rebel angels born from shame
Praise! Give praise! Unto him!
Kadish! Kadish! Unto him!
8. A Faustian Deal
This lust untempered, satanic desire
A burning ambition for wealth divine
A stroke of the pen, contract in blood
My soul is his, but the world is mine
Rivers of excess, humanity’s creed
A god among men crushing mortals at will
Like rats they run, with fear in their eyes
From a madman born of the devil’s design
At last the pact is made, Mephistopheles laughs along
As the hourglass is turned, and the faustian deal is done
The gold and riches, the women and wine
Come crashing down, unwinding in time
Alas, the beast, great giver of greed
Has come to reap what the bargain decreed
At last the pact is made, Mephistopheles laughs along
At last the pact is made, Mephistopheles fades away
As the hourglass is turned, and the faustian deal is done
At last the pact is made, Mephistopheles laughs along
As the hourglass is turned, and the faustian deal is done
At last the pact is made, Mephistopheles fades away
As the hourglass is turned, and the faustian deal is done
…it is done!
9. An Unexpected Guest
There’s a bustle of leaves – as we move out of sight
13 is our number and the moon shines red tonight
We gather to learn – the whispers from afar
Knowledge and witchcraft – curses and spells – from a portal left ajar
A midnight meeting – down by the ruined church
Oh, spirits and demons, from stranger eons
Who will be the presence here tonight?
You…. have chosen to join this mass
Only you know why you’re here and why you chose tonight
Leave all worldly faith and it will come to pass
Don’t break the circle – don’t break the chant – and oooh, avoid its eyes!
A midnight meeting – down by the ruined church
Oh, spirits and demons, from stranger eons
Who will be the presence here tonight?
But wait, what is this presence here?
– It’s so much stronger than before!
Oh no, why is this presence here? – This is not who we chanted for!
– This is not who we chanted for!
– It’s so much stronger than before!
The circle is brought to its knees, oh why did we catch his eye!
The circle is under his will, and our coven catches fire…
A midnight meeting – down by the ruined church
Out of all the spirits and demons
We should have known
Who will be the presence here tonight?
Out of all the spirits and demons, we should have known
The unexpected presence would come to claim his own!
10. Great Northern Plague
(Instrumental)
11. The Alchemist
Stare into the abyss, hear it call your christian name
A clandestine catacomb below the holy sphere
Verses of the ancient text whispered to the air
Rite of transformation – immortality is near
A gnostic vision through chemistry
In exaltation rampant devilry
Wisdom from the codex, the necromantic art
Elevating consciousness from dark ages past
Older than their gods, older than their laws
You are what they were, and what they once foresaw
A gnostic vision through chemistry
In exaltation rampant devilry
Through sense perception in heresy
You sow sedition unbridled blasphemy
Cryptic, philosophy, the sulfur reeks from between the lines
Altered, anatomy, the codes unveil what the scripture hides
The alchemist speaks in tongues
The conjuring, meet the all-knowing one
A gnostic vision through chemistry
In exaltation rampant devilry
Through sense perception in heresy
You sow sedition unbridled blasphemy
…Aaaahh…. where’s my pentagram! I cannot pass without it!!
12. Ragnarök
Dawn breaks in Jötunheimr, beckoning the end
The hounds of hell snap their chains, the wolf-age begins
Merciless, riven shields, the howl of garm descends
Whoredom rife, crimson fields, Yggdrasil screams
Ragnarök!
The Bifrost collapsing, Midgard is in flames
The twilight of the gods, Jörmungandr infiltrates
Nine steps away, the god of thunder fell
The serpent writhes, trembling, maw held to the sky
Ragnarök!
The Jötunn will arise!
The nail-ship Naglfar sets off on its course
As all and everything, burns and dissolves
The prophecy of Völva, attests to their doom
The sun turning black and the end-times loom
…as Fenris feasts on god
Bound in flesh, shape-shifer Loki cries in pain
The Vanir will inherit, the Aesir will remain
Oath breakers stand and fall, the final act arrives
Surtr’s flames, carry forth, and oceans rise..
Ragnarök!
13. Apex Ghoul
Burn brighter, he burns brighter
A badge of honor placed upon his chest
Strive harder, never falter, he needs the call and he cannot resist
Your god has abandoned thee now
Throw them to the wolves!
The unknown, the unseen, Illuminati of the underworld
The cult lives, the cult breathes
The masses fawn as he seizes the throne
There’s no price too high for the cause
Throw them to the wolves!
Sow the divide – to rule and to conquer
Sow the divide – a sheep no longer
Sow the divide – to rule and to conquer
For he has arrived – que the apex ghoul!
Follow nothing, condone naught
The garden of Eve lays within his reach
A sense of purpose, a sense of meaning
Fuels the paranoia in his head
Your god has abandoned thee now..
Throw them to the wolves!
Sow the divide – to rule and to conquer
Sow the divide – a sheep no longer
Sow the divide – to rule and to conquer
For he has arrived – que the apex ghoul!
Unto the altar waiting
The crowd comes spilling forth
With eyes of madness raging
…You reap the harvest’s worth
And in the stars it’s written
Conspiracy of one, behind his pious smile
There lies a serpent tongue
A ghoul supreme, a god for all
A ghoul supreme, to heed the call
…Que the apex ghoul!
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