Ben Sahar
Thee I cast asideFetus divineAgnus deiFree ov thy lies
Hearken hosts on highFetch me your godAs my ambition prescribesChallenge the sunAscend shall I unto the heavensExalt my throne above his celestial displaySit shall I upon that mount ov congregationFar toward the north
Hearken dogs ov NazareneLinger at St. Peter’s doorPartake from the well ov nothingnessBite the withered hand ov godAscend shall I unto the heavensExalt my throne above his celestial displaySit shall I upon that mount ov congregationFar toward the north
Boreal hell beneath my feetBlistering Eden aboveWith prayer on lipsWith freedom bequeathedThru fire we walkWith fire in hearts!