Baphomet-Death SS

Veni, domine liberator Dona nobis potestatem. Te adoramus, veneramus Dona nobis scientiam. You're the Horned God of Witches You're the adored Templar's Idol You're the Father Mithra of all of us! You've got different faces and powers We'll awake you with sex and prayers To help us make gold, oh Lord Moon's Dyer! Calling you I ride the lightning Praying you to set me free When I invoke you I reach the power In your light my mind is free. Only you can give the solution Helping us to accomplish the Great Work You will open the Arcane Doors of the Sacred Reign. And through the baptism of fire Mete will make all things blossom I abjure my faith for yours, for all your pleasures! Calling you I ride the lightning Praying you to set me free When I invoke you I reach the power In your light my mind is free. You bring the sign of the Holy Star Your bosom feeds the Eternal Light You show the moons of Chased and Geburah Solve et Coagula, oh Baphomet! Calling you I ride the lightning Praying you to set me free When I invoke you I reach the power In your light my mind is free.