The Grand Conjuration - Opeth

Majesty, faithful me

Pour yourself into me

Wield your power, martyr’s price

Stare me down to the ground

The eyes of the devil fixed on his sinners

Slake my thirst, eternal wealth

Heathen key 'round my neck

This poetry our blasphemy

Know the sounds of infamy

The hands of Satan assembling his flock

Pale horse rider scorching the earth

Whispered conjuration, a belief takes form

Choking hand tapping the veins in your throat

His orders in your mouth, a decree for domination

Beneath the tides of wisdom spins the undertow of hate

Injected seeds of vengeance, usurper’s eyes of the powerless

Clean path to his kingdom beckoning in the mist

The grand conjuration

Tell me why love subsides in the light of your wishes

Say my name, ease the pain, clear the smoke in my head