Welcome, child!
To the gala of everlasting indulgence
I am the penchant chief
"Kosmn Bhahtaq"
Address me by my name
Come now!
Satiate your carnal appetites
More then enough to go around
Won't you partake in the festivities?
Accept this liquid offering
Psychotropic secretions of the gods
Behold the glory of Hccula
We revel in her honor
I grasp the sacred chalice
Toast to the divine
In the wake of the fallen realm
Where the spirits lie
Why don't you come on home?
With a mere curiosity
I beckon light
Why don't you come on home?
It's the stuff of nightmares
And I try not to think about it
I've had enough
I don't even care anymore
I just want it to stop
Rise
Call the Shepard
Rise
Cull the herd
Rise
Call the Shepard
Rise
Cull the herd
It's the stuff of nightmares
And I try not to think about it
I've had enough
I don't even care anymore
I just want it to stop
You think that this is all just circumstance
I'll have you know that this is intentional
The herdsman bellowed incantations
Sucked us sunken in his slate
Gloomy shade brains
Wet with crimson rain
With vacant starless eyes