Ben Sahar

Thee I cast aside

Fetus divine

Agnus dei

Free ov thy lies

Hearken hosts on high

Fetch me your god

As my ambition prescribes

Challenge the sun

Ascend shall I unto the heavens

Exalt my throne above his celestial display

Sit shall I upon that mount ov congregation

Far toward the north

Hearken dogs ov Nazarene

Linger at St. Peter’s door

Partake from the well ov nothingness

Bite the withered hand ov god

Ascend shall I unto the heavens

Exalt my throne above his celestial display

Sit shall I upon that mount ov congregation

Far toward the north

Boreal hell beneath my feet

Blistering Eden above

With prayer on lips

With freedom bequeathed

Thru fire we walk

With fire in hearts!