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Pantokrator - Crossroads Lyrics

I beheld him
In a dream
Waiting where

The roads cross
His suit was white
His skin was grey
And broken around
Hollow ebony eyes

Like holes in
The fabric of existence
When he smiled
A preacher-smile at me

Lightning set
The sky ablaze
In the flash
I saw maggots
Crawl beneath
His fragile face
He sits behind you
On a molding throne
Of ravished corpses

And misused technology
He lurks around
The corner of reality
Beyond the realm
Of rationality

He needs your flesh
For his unholy desire
He needs your hands
For his filthy deeds
He needs tongue
For his deadly bite

His slander and deceit
(He is disgraced
He has no flesh
All that was fair
Now twisted and wrong
Evil, unclean
He burns)

Older than sin itself
He is the curse
He is the spell
Apostate of hell
All around him is death

He is the beast
Under your bed
He is the darkness
In your darkest dream
He needs your flesh

His kingdom is
Smoke and mirrors
As hope that dies
Where all is death
And whispers of the grave
His promise is freedom

That turns you
Into a slave
Take the road
To the cross!
He needs
Your flesh