Journey back to the darkside, back into the womb
Back to
There, on a lonely desert hilltop
The pilgrims huddle closer
Waiting for
The first hellrider came, on wings of plenty in the
He rides the wave a sprial slave
The prince of darkness
Here in a church, a small boy is kneeling
He prays
The ashes drift away, smoke of our confusion
We turn our
Slowly bleeding, watch the vortex feeding
Like a swirling vulture on
I came from nothing before nothing began
Broke the window of
Who stole your heartbeat in the night?
The acolytes fearful
In your hour of darkness be not afraid
As the moonlight
I am the teacher, come to reach ya, take the
[Spoken:]
I mean you no harm
Come closer, learn the truth
Come closer,
You come on down to the pit
Come on down to