A Forest Of Stars - Prey Tell Of The Church Fate lyrics

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A Forest Of Stars - Prey Tell Of The Church Fate lyrics

So we forge onward through lonely valleys of pious pretense No healthy prophets encountered outside these steely inquisitor's eyes No men of any monotone god we could stand proud beside They and their gilt-riddled baubles cast onto the blazing temple pyres Holy who*e houses proudly reduced to ashes of sweetest desecration Soporific spirits quaffed from dusty, sightless skulls Strong-heart would not entertain their malady Weak of will tangled in leprosy Spiritual sickness babbling incessantly Babbling Babylon put to the torch Pinched faces staring through funereal fog Felt flame broiled crook'd hands a'grasp Ground them to fine dust, snorted them deep Left coated in confusion, with my lack of sleep You that seek to encode reality, to defraud sanity - Be damned! You that seek to incarcerate spirit, to calcify astral eyes - Be damned! Be mindful that mind is not you Be mindful that you are not mind Be mindful that heart knows how this goes As real as Azrael? Don't mind - never mind Don't mind - never mind