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Lordi

Church Of Succubus

 

Church Of Succubus

(album: Lordiversity - The Masterbeast From The Moon - 2021)


Beware the father who won't raise his fist high
Beware the mother, stupefied in fright
Beware the evil growing in that silent child
Beware the demons inside every simple mind

Faith will shepherd lambs to martyrdom
But really we slaughter 'em
Come receive judgement so unjust
In the Church of Succubus

Heed thee our warning for you cannot prevail
Prithee don't linger, chivalry grows stale
Be thee defender, we will tell your woeful tale
We feed our hunger on the hero dressed in mail

Did you see the champion struck down
There's just one place for you now
Come receive judgement so unjust in
The Church of Succubus

You will never be found
Not a sight, not a sound
Forever forgotten
And the heroes will fall
In the castles and halls
Their bodies all rotten

The fields of war
Playgrounds of the demon
Armies are formed
One King to lead them

The mouth of hell
Full of heathen
The King did cry:
"Hold fast the lines!"

Steady, brace yourselves, do not flinch
The defenders fell, inch by inch
That tolling bell when the blood will rain
Yeah, now the blood will rain

Kill! Kill all the light
Fight the only fight
And take a bow
The master arrives

Bemoan the evil
Devouring that stricken child
Bemoan the demons
Ruling every simple mind

Faith shepherded lambs to martyrdom
But really we slaughter 'em
Come receive judgement so unjust
In the Church of Succubus

Standing on the shoulders of giants
Watching from the statues of doom
Power from history's tyrants
What of the Beast of the Moon?

As fast as a lightning
Louder than thunder
Grim are the faces of the dead
He has arrived, now who will survive?

Into the breach, impale the beast
Sky is red, raise the dead
Look in the eyes of the damned
Believe in the lie written in the sand

The master calls
Hear the horns!

Hail the King, fear not now
He has slain Moonbeast
Celebrate glory days
We have saved our homes

We can't see what will be
It will bury all our hope

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