VESTAL CLARET

1. THE TEMPLAR'S IDOL

To whom now is the god of the templars pray
Once divine holy knights of chaste crusade
Consorts in league with dark heresy
Commit sacrilege a blasphemy
Strip the body bare and then kissed it thrice
Deny thou lord and savior jesus christ
Spit the cross and at the holy ghost
Baphomet will be the idol host


2. BLOOD OATH

Black blood oath as the mad arab wrote
Sacred blade handle hoof from the goat
A sacrifice drains the essence of life
Enter shaadows of darkness at night
Severed hand of the godfearing man
Holds the heart as a gift for the damned
Under the sign in the blood it will bind
Through the gaze of the cursed evil eye
Sorceress sing of the burnt offering
And the power that three points will bring
Book of the dead as it is written it is read
As the unborn baby is bled
Ritual chants as the black witches dance
In a circle, threadbare and intranced
With the craft an unholy black mass
Calls the dead to come back from the past


ATLANTEAN KODEX

3. THE HIDDEN FOLK

While ages passed, we dwell alone
Alone we wandered, died alone
'Neath shadow green and standing stone
-'Neath shadow green and standing stone
Far from the rule of modern throne

Beyond the veils of mistclad forests
As ages passed, we fought alone
'Neath shadow green and standing stone
-'Neath shadow green and standing stone
Alone we stand, alone we fall

As ages pass, we pray alone
-Alone we wandered, died alone
Alone with gods and gods alone
-Alone we stand, alone we fall
As guides to show us on the way
-'Neath shadow green and standing stone
And light the road of the unknown

Our age has passed, we sail alone
-Far from the rule of modern throne
Into the west on ships of gold
-Carried by winds far from our homes
The evening star will lead us onward
-As guide to show us on the way
White shores are calling - ever home...

While ages pass, a legend's born
-Alone they wandered, died alone
Of shadow green and standing stone
-Far from the rule of modern throne
Who will remember the hidden folk?
-Who will bear the crown of oak and bone?
Borne on the wind their tale lives on....

Who will remember the hidden folk?
-Far from the rule of modern throne
Borne on the wind their tale lives on....