At The Mountain

Where art thou, who lives in the shadow of perfectionWhere art thou, who seeks refuge from the sunA seed of doubt made you question your faithWell make it grow and slowly turn it into hateWhere art thou who rather be sheep than a lionWhere art thou, week who always follow the strongWell give your pointless life a whole new meaningReplace your thoughts with nothing but evilWhere art thou who wants to be a servant of the snakeWhere art thou whos mind is easy to penetrateCome my child be a leaf in the maelstromSwirl with us until you hit the bottomBefore the master you kneelFlesh is stronger than steelDark mass worship the moonAs we await the final doom