Horns Of Hattin - Cypher King Lyrics
The Holy Land retreats in slumberA serpent coiled deep down underUnclean walls destroyed by imperial decreeThe Cypher King still beckoningBuried vaults of reckoningThe palace rendered absolute in ascendancyDivineIs what they seekUnprecedented treasureImpregnable supremacyKnightsNoble and supremeUndermine the RockRooting out the keyTunnelling their heretic pathThrough the davidian Temple MountChiselling through the Rock until its core is foundIn a heavy mallet strokeThe spirits in the pits awokeThe walls between the dark and light collapse, eleven souls igniteDivineIs what they seekUnprecedented treasureImpregnable supremacyKnightsNoble and supremeUndermine the RockRooting out the keyHammeringThe stench of years of sweatClamoringTheir pains they now forgetBashingAgainst that hollow wallSmashingIn empty space the pieces fallShining from the dark withinThe sceptre of the Cypher KingSummoned demons, SeraphimThe Baphomet, Jesus severed headAbsolute powerStunning wealthPuppet stringsPulled in stealthSacerdotiumImperiumFrom prosperityTo treacheryThe Cypher King still beckoningBuried vaults of reckoningThe palace rendered absolute in ascendancyDivineIs what they seekUnprecedented treasureImpregnable supremacyKnightsNoble and supremeUndermine the RockRooting out the key
