Fed by waves the children dance atop the mountain high the wizzard speaks in tones and hymns as the electric hawk cries the children mourn for corruption is born atop the mountain high imposing judgement the bishops descent preaching the end is nigh heavy riders of the storm through blackened night through the haze of smoke and riff they ride to fight with blackend hearts and heavy swords they travel north demanding priest and lords bring the bishop forth golgothan axe of sharpened bone and steel beheading priests and guards of the cathedral they ride to fight thunder in the night electrical impedence swinging the axe of divination golgothan mounts the percheron at the bishops invocaiton beheading nephilims they ascends to the cathedral walls they strum the riffs of both gods and myths watching the bishop fall