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• Artiste: Ghost B.C.
• Titre: Kaisarion
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Kaisarion, a prophecy told We're building our empire from the ashes of an old Kaisarion, the fruit of the womb Our brotherhood of good faith sealed an apostate witch's doom It's the sound of another deadline whistling past your ears It's the sight of a million regrets mounting over years It's the words that were never spoken that echoes through the times It's the smell of the burning temples swept away by rhymes (Hypatia) Far away from the stench of the heavens (Hypatia) Long ago, yet too close to forever (Hypatia) When a paradise is lost, go straight to... Kaisarion, a matter of love When Mother Earth is calling for a father up above Kaisarion, put on the smiles And throw your holy rocks right at her for her satanic wiles It's the truth of candor shone through the prism of deceit It's the continence of bishops with their choirboys en-suite It's the tongue selling adulation that licks to no avail It's the noise of the righteous dogma that hides the handmaid's tail (Hypatia) Far away from the stench of the heavens (Hypatia) Long ago, yet too close to forever (Hypatia) When a paradise is lost, go straight to... It's the sound of another deadline whistling past your ears It's the sight of a million regrets mounting over years It's the words that were never spoken that echoes through the times It's the smell of the burning temples swept away by rhymes It's the truth of candor shone through the prism of deceit It's the continence of bishops with their choirboys en-suite It's the tongue selling adulation that licks to no avail It's the noise of the righteous dogma that hides the handmaid's tail (Hypatia) Far away from the stench of the heavens (Hypatia) Long ago, yet too close to forever (Hypatia) When a paradise is lost, go straight to... (Hypatia) Far away from the stench of the heavens (Hypatia) Long ago, yet too close to forever (Hypatia) When a paradise is lost, go straight to...