Tekster: Behemoth. The Apostasy. At The Left Hand Ov God.

Oh serpent and lion, I invoke thee
Inside the shrine called life
By seven wonders, by myriad mortals
That gone and are to come

Outside, outside desert of restriction
In act of rebellion, on the sea of motion
Stability of matter, by serenity, strength and beauty
By the mighty chant of every breath

In serpentine dance of blood cells
In simplicity of spells
Divine names, meta-games
I greet thy presence

Oh snake, thou art God
Coiled underneath my throne, with thee, I reunite
With blood we make this covenant, myself I redefine
Look in and abofe, there is more than the flesh

Look careful and thou may see
The unextinguished flame
The nectar of thy rage
I taste from the cup of fornication

And woman by my side
And scarlet is her skin
She's eager to rise
And so eager to please

Another day, another eternity gone
On the stairway to salvation
I walk alone among the falling stars
Looking for company
Where art thou? Lacerate ones

Arise, my sweetest friend
Or be forever fallen, we've finally arrived
From prison of this life
To Kali's womb, down to the earth
As angels of Almighty God, chaos

'Tis our last fall
To touch our mother whore
The harlot of the saints
That spits on the rotten cross

Incinerate the icon
The symbol of all loss
To stand straight
At the left hand ov God

Samael, be thou my ally
Join me among the bright hosts
Wondering neither way of light
Nor darkness of which seed
Sprouts dispassionately
In the summer of my life