Throcult - Order of the Lunar Temple

The first angel appears, and falls from the sky
fallen snow on wings of fire - Beckoning cries and fear from the heart

Mass suicide on the mountain of Set - Six bodies align the circle
Burn from paradise, a clearing in the trees - Fire is my salvation

In my heart, the golden way - Retribution of the lies

Destruction of it's followers - We are all going down
Torn with guilt but peaceful within - Seven times is what was spoke

Spoke before the failure for truth - The transit to the Temple
Force your soul to hell above - Order of the Lunar Temple

Wash the doors with purity - Seven times. Severed ties

Climb through the forest

into the woods you'll find the black place
the place we go, to find our souls

On the Fall moon, in night side - A blade of substance
Pure natural fire

In the hours a December night - Kneel before the flames, arise
Painted face of blackened blood - Mark the sign of the serpents fire

Insolated bodies, lie in formation - The sound of war heard in the distance

Into the woods you'll find the black place
The place we go, to find our souls

In the hours a December night - Kneel before the flames, arise
Painted face of blackened blood - Mark the sign of the serpents fire

He has started this - If he is your savior
He has failed you - And you will walk with fire with me

The first angel appears, and falls from the sky
Fallen snow on wings of fire - Beckoning cries and fear from the heart

I will lead you to paradise - Blood reaping for my lord
In my heart retribution of lies

Spoke before the failure for truth - The transit to the Temple
Force your soul to hell above - Order of the Lunar Temple

Knew before, the flames arise, mark the sign