Текст песни Opeth - The Grand Conjuration

Majesty Faithful me Pour yourself Into me Wield your power Martyr's price Stare me down To the ground The eyes of the devil Fixed on his sinners Slake my thirst Eternal wealth Heathen key Round my neck This poetry Our blasphemy Know the sounds Of infamy The hands of Satan Assembling his flock The pale horse rider Searching the earth

Whispered conjuration A belief takes form Choking hand tapping The veins in your throat His orders in your mouth A decree for domination Beneath the tides of wisdom Spins the undertow of hate Injected seeds of vengeance Usurper's eyes on the powerless Clean path to his kingdom Beconing in the mist The grand conjuration Tell me why Love subsides In the light Of your wish Say my name Ease the pain Clear the smoke In my head
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