Desert... Night...   Coyotes feel the cold wave of the dark   Red eyes eats through   The vast nocturnal landscape   A strong light - the only night      This is where he made sculptures   From the visions that created the force      Baphomet in steel   For the flesh of cain   A throne made by remains   Of twelve holy disciples      New disciples rose   One by one, ten by ten   All met under the desert moonlight   Knowledge fired across the landscape   Sparks that mixed with coyote eyes   Diabolic forces in a ceremonial union      And each beast of the land   Took its own way in living   The seven forbidden things   Were eternally desecrated      Kathaaria was built - world without end