The Acolytes Lyrics

Hedonists dine on honeydew and ample time

Antiquity blinds, no regard for fading lines

Seeing all the signs, the writing on the wall shows the

Egotistic cries, "suppression" they squeal and whine

"Down, collapse and concede"

Cry the acolytes, like lemmings armed to the teeth

Gnaw at the decay on which they feed

Take a walk into the tide

Siderists cite the meaning of the stars at night

Prying eyes will find conspiracy in their own right

Winged beasts will fly like Icarus into the light

Bearing dogma tight, psychosis from false might

"Down, collapse and concede"

Cry the acolytes, like lemmings armed to the teeth

Where would I be?

Mend with brutal hegemony

Stout devotee

Follow your sermon to a tee

March unto night

Zealot horde of The Acolyte

Detestably

Encouraging the entropy

March unto night

Zealot horde of The Acolyte

Guided by the light, warped to appear most divine

Genuflect for thee, and hand over my withered spine

Smatterings of minds, melt into an acrid fright

Accumulate the tithe, and secure the masses' solemn plight