At The Mountain

Where art thou, who lives in the shadow of perfection
Where art thou, who seeks refuge from the sun
A seed of doubt made you question your faith
Well make it grow and slowly turn it into hate

Where art thou who rather be sheep than a lion
Where art thou, week who always follow the strong
Well give your pointless life a whole new meaning
Replace your thoughts with nothing but evil

Where art thou who wants to be a servant of the snake
Where art thou whos mind is easy to penetrate
Come my child be a leaf in the maelstrom
Swirl with us until you hit the bottom

Before the master you kneel
Flesh is stronger than steel
Dark mass worship the moon
As we await the final doom