The Holy Mountain
The herd of unknowing
Trying to ascend
The holy mountain
Which once was built on fear

Driven by illusions
Envy and greed
Captured in a cycle
Of eternity

Under rotten soil
They shall never find
Their withdrawn goods
Their abandoned will

Believe what is said
Consume what is served
Pay the price
With your own sacrifice

Following
Nothing
Swallowing
Everything
No god, no man
Will teach you how to see
Either live blind
Or die with opened eyes

Pay the price