Horns of Baphomet - Studio

Lyrics for Horns of Baphomet - Studio

Baphomet I am hostage to your presence Captive to your words I can hear you calling I can hear you calling me I can hear you calling I can hear you calling me Baphomet How do you touch me When you are not here Look through my eyes See through my eyes I can hear you calling The chatter of the Caco-daimones And hooves upon the flagstones resound in darkness I take that which tempts All sense of reason lost Crucifix I call to thee exalted Goat Vivid and vital I find myself enmeshed Hearken and remember me Reverenced by templars Worshipped by men Baphomet Breathing, dark one Breathing next to me Ever expected, but never coming My silent vespers in darkness Shadow of fate Look through my eyes See through my eyes Death is no prison to me