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Godless Man Video (MV)




Performed By: Tritagonist
Length: 3:33
Written by: Benjamin Bowman




Tritagonist - Godless Man Lyrics




With personas projecting ethic and nobility
With devotion to whichever god one serves
Whether prisoner, jailer, or freeman

Everyone has a master
Meanwhile in newly found temples
Many claim their pantheon the answer, their king's poverty
Whether towards idle and ideal moon idols or the sun's cloak

Many burn offerings, then proclaim Moloch as monarch
A purifying fire of sacrificed children, a torch of the gods
A Saturnian statue worshipped in secret
Riches personified as Mammon and brazen serpents bowed to at dawn and dusk
Shift towards plague and war, trust in chariot and horse
Pair them under the sun against a bull and nationalistic warrior god
A great dog, many then call it a great man, a hero as deified Nimrod

Many want a Pharaoh
Given one name, they evolve via cultural appropriation
Whether Anubis or Nibhaz, give it a dog's head and worship to death

I curse, "F*ck your gods"
But many open daughters' tents
Where Babylon prostitutes for idols' honor
Beauty, sex, fertility - queen of heaven, lady of the sea -
Whether Ishtar, Asherah, or Aphrodite,
As long as they're fertile under her sacred trees
And worship ushers spring and agriculture
Yet at festivals weep for the funeral of god: "Great Pan is dead"

Before the gates of hell a grotto consecrates orgies, bestiality
And drowned babies
But "...on this rock I will build my church
And the gates of Hades will not overcome it"

But that was then, this is now:
Do men become princes of darkness
Worshipping forms of asses and elephants in the room
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With personas projecting ethic and nobility
With devotion to whichever god one serves
Whether prisoner, jailer, or freeman

Everyone has a master
Meanwhile in newly found temples
Many claim their pantheon the answer, their king's poverty
Whether towards idle and ideal moon idols or the sun's cloak

Many burn offerings, then proclaim Moloch as monarch
A purifying fire of sacrificed children, a torch of the gods
A Saturnian statue worshipped in secret
Riches personified as Mammon and brazen serpents bowed to at dawn and dusk
Shift towards plague and war, trust in chariot and horse
Pair them under the sun against a bull and nationalistic warrior god
A great dog, many then call it a great man, a hero as deified Nimrod

Many want a Pharaoh
Given one name, they evolve via cultural appropriation
Whether Anubis or Nibhaz, give it a dog's head and worship to death

I curse, "F*ck your gods"
But many open daughters' tents
Where Babylon prostitutes for idols' honor
Beauty, sex, fertility - queen of heaven, lady of the sea -
Whether Ishtar, Asherah, or Aphrodite,
As long as they're fertile under her sacred trees
And worship ushers spring and agriculture
Yet at festivals weep for the funeral of god: "Great Pan is dead"

Before the gates of hell a grotto consecrates orgies, bestiality
And drowned babies
But "...on this rock I will build my church
And the gates of Hades will not overcome it"

But that was then, this is now:
Do men become princes of darkness
Worshipping forms of asses and elephants in the room
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Writer: Benjamin Bowman
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