The Stand - Saviour Machine

Are you ready for the unveiling?

We have met the enemy and he is us

Breeding divisions within the body of the lamb

Distorting scripture, creating instability

And all oppressive forms of dissonance

There is disorder, its quarantine is necessary

When pale attempts to gather men result in confusion

For unity cannot be based on doctrine

The blinding light is paradoxical

Symbolic of two spiritual lineage

The ministry of life and resurrection

The ministry of death and condemnation

The poltergeist moves ancient and established

Reviving scenes of medieval inquisition;

Every desecration emphasized in psychic renaissance

Reserving atmosphere for terminating thoughts

The priest is talking backwards painting sacrilegious

Pictures

In his doctrinal errors, emphasizing isolated

Scriptures

His intolerable anointing is inhuman interrogation

And its paranormal necromancy fees upon its nation

We will prostitute this offering with discipline and

Honor

Evolving man to higher states for the age of Rationalism is over

To the uninitiated

We will stalk the enemy and cross the line

Can you fell the signs?

Cross the line

Are we still alive?

Cross the line

To walk the sacred halls of truth

For whom the blood of angels cry

To fill your servants cup with light

For in his heart the spirits rise, rise, rise

To search and trace the scars of love and infinite

Betrayal

For those who face resistance are protected by the

Grail

Break the silence, Take the fear …

Rape the sorrow, Wipe the tears.

Rise, rise

Drink the blood of the lamb

Await the stand

Drink the blood of the lamb

Await the stand

The spirit haunts the armies breathing life in this

Militia

To bring complete reversal of authority and power Into the eyes of God on

highest, witnessing the two

Worlds collide

The blood is rising in the temple, naked and alive

The stage is set through all dimensions, denominations

And rituals;

From evolution to revolution and indestructible

Force

Immune to righteousness based on law and civil

Disobedience

The people find the pale defendant guilty on all

Charges

The battlefield is cold and worn, receiving gifts of

Tyranny

The revolution has arrived to turn his face around

And see it’s covered with the blood of martyrs'

Innocent sedation

With a kiss the child is lying slain upon the ground

The lamb will stay awake with me to watch the

Revolution

And light the ground we stand upon

The powers of the night, drawn between the darkness

In the field of blind indifference we count

The corpses silently before the blood has dried

His peace is broken into a thousand scars revealed

He puts on his bloody robe for the last time

His eyes, like mirrors, filled with murder, I saw him

Falling in the streams

Immersed in tears, crying for the others

Fighting to receive possession of his will

Standing in the fire, He said to me:

«If you don’t reject this power it may destroy you»

For we have seen the great interval, and we have lived

To see

The monster sleeping;

But some will say

The monster was me

I will hold his ashes in my hands

Dreaming out loud, moving in metaphors, dancing away