In Tongues - Dark Sermon

My still tongue in a straight jacket

Bursts at the seams with troubles untold

For I am weak, my shriveled lungs let out

Their final screams in vain and

Grow cold

In this frenzy of frantic voices

I need only to silence my own

They speak, they speak in tongues

In the basement of my mind

I am shackled to

All of the things that I tried to forget

The cuffs write in red on my paper skin

A knock at the door

Is to be ignored

The voices told me

«Don't let anyone in»

You are safer now than ever before

Here with us underground

As for the many who will beckon

Make no exceptions

The one who knocks

He will lead you astray

With false hope and promises

You will be tested, but falter not

We will protect you from the unsound

Only we know the truth

Speak only the words that we approve

Be bathed in the darkness

Banish the light

For He who 'saved' you

Is the Devil Himself

Be bathed in the darkness

Banish the light

For He who 'saved' you

Is the Devil Himself"

Take

Me

I am weak

I pledge my

Allegiance

To

The priest of

Loathing and despair

I pledge my

Allegiance

To His unholy name:

Baphomet

This is my testament

To the unholy

I have seen the black prince

He is unwavering

This is my testament

To the unworthy

I have seen the darkness

It has enveloped me