Redwall Lyrics

We tarry nevermore amidst the gale

So unseen whisperers may tell the tale

We would not dream to utter nor respond

Why don't I drown this nightmare in the pond?

Why don't I drown this nightmare in the pond?

Why don't I drown this nightmare in the pond?

My liege I did deny no prisoners

But I remember when the fight was done

When I was dry with rage and extreme toil

Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword

Came there a certain lord, neat and trimly dressed

Fresh as a bridegroom with his chin new reap'd

Showed like a stubble land at harvest home

He was perfumèd like a milliner

Cast your weary weathered sunken bones

Unto your shallow bed

Lay your head all feathered down in sheets of gold

And blades of red

And only in eroto-comatosis

What Aiwass in our honeymoon may show us

And Babalon with wit beyond our sights

Screams Baphomet, O Baphomet to light

Baphomet, O Baphomet to light

Baphomet, O Baphomet to light

Baphomet, O Baphomet to light

Baphomet, O Baphomet to light

Baphomet, O Baphomet to light

Baphomet, O Baphomet to light

Baphomet, O Baphomet to light

Baphomet, O Baphomet to light