Flight Of Molech Lyrics

Knights Of The Abyss Flight Of Molech

Under these blackened skies clothed in robes speaking
ancient cries in the
grove of satanic chants a new world order is in the mists
prestigious men write
up its numbers for the masses of endless blunders
beholders of the so called
light are plotting apocalyptically in the night gathering
annually their
numbers amplify advancing an order that will destroy our
kind faces of power
faces of rulers faces of leaders that are plotting
control expose thine enemy
secretive bilderberg expose thine enemy satanic bohemian
grove expose thine
enemy thieves of the federal reserve destroy them all may
divine justice be
served