Cult of Dagon
The fire that grows in the hearts of men
The thought of divine inspiration is the heart of the sun
So I wake the gods from the tomb of the ancients, hail the sun
Look to it and go blind
So I lift the veil and pass through to the other side
The will of the gods is the will of my own the will of the gods is the will of my own
There is no god, like the will of my own
There is no god, like the will of my own
All hail the sun
Murder your brothers, destroy yourselves, hang your families, all for the love of the sun
Humanity fails, the ultimate form of insanity is the cross
To deify the ultimate star in the sky, insanity
Humanity fails, the ultimate form of insanity is the cross
To deify the ultimate star in the sky, insanity