November 09, 2005

Hymnal: "Consecrate, Anthem of the athame."

Consecrate: anthem of the athame. V 5.1
lyrics ©2003, music © 2004 by D'Sar the Darkstar
(Final revision)

Track I: Intro pt. I
[00:00]
Do you remember?
Do you remember the first time you felt... it?
That feeling in your gut?
Visions in your head?
The feeling you made things happen or talked to the dead?
When taken to church they called it a "trend".
or hoped one day your fascination would simply end?
Their forced faith has failed you.
Left you in despair.

[00:35-heartbeats begin]

It's time you stopped ignoring mystic forces in the air.
So follow me, sing your faith, celebrate it proud...
Let your wishes be heard. Make your voices loud!
It's time to band together, our gifts will take us far.
Do not hide, show our pride...
[00:52]

Track II: Intro Pt II and Consecrate.
00:53
Come out...
Come out...
Wherever you are.

Verse I:
The full moon...
shines above our city...
the darkness...
it enlightens our breed.
The EVIL makes us rise, writhe and seethe.
The blood rush...
fuels the dark force in me.

Verse II:
(O) The voices...
in your head, tell you things.
You hear them, fluttering like bat wings.
You're not quite...
sure what they are saying.
So let me
help your heart translate it.

Bridge:
For you this blood runs from my hand... avenging all wrongs done to man... fall to our demands... victims of our chants.

Chorus:
Let's consecrate these blades with our blood..
and fuel them with our rage.
We'll consummate this place with our love...
on the alter; this stage.
And when we seek a victory over misery...
Let our sorrow forge a blade they'll feel through time and space as if it's real.
So mote it be!

Verse III:
The blades are...
made of ice cold honed steel.
The handles...
seems to have the right feel.
Our alter...
holds the infernal seal.
Our black robes...
flow so soft and surreal.

Verse IV:
(O) Our vengeance...
Can you feel it consume?
Our rage burns...
yet it's cold in this room.
A cold mist...
passes our lips; shows gloom.
As one voice...
we will spell out their doom.

Bridge:
Our judgement's made's and it still stands! For those who've wronged us with their plans...won't get the chance... to disobey our demands!

Chorus:
Let's consecrate these blades with our blood..
and fuel them with our rage.
We'll consummate this place with our love...
on the alter; this stage.
And when we seek a victory over misery...
Let our sorrow forge a blade they'll feel through time and space as if it's real.
So mote it be!

Verse V:
The star on...
the floor...marks ground zero.
Survival...
takes more than a hero...
or priest or...
excorcistic credo...
to silence...
this mystic libido.

Verse VI:
(O) Do you think
they hear us in their heads?
Our curse will...
follow them 'til they're dead!
Our candles...
waxen fashioned feline heads...
will burn 'til...
they take back what they've said!

Bridge:
For all the times that we have cried... and fantisized that we had died... reckoning is nigh...Feel our evil eye!

Chorus:
Let's consecrate these blades with our blood..
and fuel them with our rage.
We'll consummate this place with our love...
on the alter; this stage.
And when we seek a victory over misery...
Let our sorrow forge a blade they'll feel through time and space as if it's real.
So mote it be!

JOIN ME NOW IN EPICAL EPIPHANY!!!

superchoir
chant: RAISE YOUR VOICE!

Bridge:
We'll hold our daggers in our hands... envision wishes turned to plans... As we drop them where they stand...they'll feel the DARK FORCE at our hands!

Bridge:
We'll hold our daggers made of steel...avenging how they've made us feel...as their fates have just been sealed... As they see our wrath is real!

Bridge:
We'll hold our daggers in our hands... envision wishes turned to plans... As we drop them where they stand...they'll feel the DARK FORCE at our hands!

Bridge:
Lets use our powers of the mind, that has withstood the test of time, fix this world both yours and mine...
to defeat all against our kind!

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