Ordo Templi Orientis (The Goat Of Mendes)

Baphomet:

The desert glows, but howling winds

Announce the night when our feast begins

Stars shine above, their gently light

Hangs like a cloak on the moonless night

I watch my children reap the fruit

Of sensuality, sweet and lewd

Call my temtation incarnate

The Goat of Mendes, Baphomet

Hide from the storm that blows from the west

Freezing the hearts in our bare breasts

Behind a crimson cross they rode

To drown in blood my sunburnt abode

Jaques de Molay:

To the land where the crescent stains the sky

We ride forth to bring salvation and the Light

We're the knights of God, Christianity in mind

For Jesu' blood the plague of Heathendom we fight

For our king, for our liege

On fortress walls, we lay siege

For king Philippe and pope Clement

We purge beliefs, unpure and wrong

Baphomet:

My children slain without defense

Blood senseless soaks the desert sands

Butchered in the name of the holy light

Which seems to me as dark as night

Knights of the bloodstained Cross

Gaze upon the mindless carnage caused

Call me 'Devil' or 'Great Beast'

But I'm more human than your Christ at least!

Jaques:

A goat haunts my darkest dreams

And speaks of pleasure never seen

God, I can resist no more

Temptation of sin I can't endure

Baphomet:

Deny the cross of agony and pain

And be enthralled by my pleasure-filled domain

Lay down your coat of abstinence

Feel ecstasy and indulgence!

Jaques:

Our false god had been finally put aside

Darkness fell wherein we had discovered light

Now we dwell in luxury never seen

Rememberance erased of what we once had been

Baphomet, lustrous Lord

We're the knights of the Goat

Indulge in sins never thought

And spit upon the sign of God

Baphomet:

Don't speak of Light where Darkness looms

Black turns to White neath the twin moons!

I'm the One who'd ever been

And I will rule eternally

I'm the hermaphrodite goat

Warlocks' and witches' overlord

Jaques:

To thy mighty oath we're sworn

And deny the loathsome virginborn

We reject humility

And embrace the light of heresy!

The worldly powers:

I am the king installed upon the wordly throne

And I am the pope, as heir to Jesus Christ I'm born

Together we succumb to envy, fear and greed

And reap the harvest of the foul heretic's seed

Perish in flames for the blasphemy you'd done

Your ashes in the four winds will be strewn

Nothing remains of you and your unholy halls

But for your gold which shall adorn our palace walls

The Pagan heirs:

We are heirs to what the Church wanted to erase

Upright and proud we laugh into your weak god's face

Light becomes Darkness and Dark gives birth to Light

Templars we are and we won't give up the fight!