The Stand Songtext

von Saviour Machine

Are you ready for the unveiling?
We have met the enemy and he is us
Breeding divisions within the body of the lamb
Distorting scriptures, creating instability
And all oppressive forms of dissonance
There is disorder, its quarantine is necessary
When pale attempts to gather men result in confusion
For unity cannot be based on doctrine

The blinding light is paradoxical
Symbolic of two spiritual lineage
The ministry of life and resurrection
The ministry of death and condemnation

The poltergeist moves ancient and established
Reviving scenes of medieval inquisition
Every desecration emphasized in psychic renaissance
Reserving atmosphere for terminating thoughts
The priest is talking backwards painting sacrilegious pictures
In his doctrinal errors, emphasizing isolated scriptures
His intolerable anointing is inhuman interrogation
And its paranormaö necromancy feeds upon its nation
We will prostitute this offering with discipline and honor
Evolving man to higher states for the age of rationalism is over

To the uninitiated
We will stalk the enemy and cross the line
Can you feel the signs? Cross the line
Are we still alive? Cross the line

To walk the sacred halls of truth
From whom the blood of angels cry
To fill your servants cup with light
For in his heart the spirits rise, rise, rise
To search and trace the scars of love and infinite betrayal
For those who face resistance are protected by the grail
Break the silence, take the fear
Rape the sorrow, wipe the tears, rise, rise

Drink the blood of the lamb
Await the stand
Drink the blood of the lamb
Await the stand
The spirit haunts the armies breathing life in his militia
To bring complete reversal of authority and power
Into the eyes of God on highest, witnessing the two worlds collide
The blood is rising in the temple, naked and alive

The stage is set through all dimensions, denominations and rituals
From evolution to revolution and indestructible force
Immune to righteousness based on law and civil disobedience
The people find the pale defendant guilty on all charges

The battlefield is cold and worn, receiving gifts of tyranny
The revolution has arrived to turn his face around
And see it's covered with the blood of martyrs? innocent sedation
With a kiss the child is lying slain upon the ground

The lamb will stay awake within me to watch the revolution
And light the ground we stand upon
The powers of the night, drawn between the darkness
In the fields of blind indifference we count
The corpses silently before the blood has dried

His peace is broken into a thousand scars revealed
He puts on his bloody robe for the last time
His eyes, like mirrors, filled with murder, I saw him falling in the streams
Immersed in tears, crying for the others
Fighting to receive possession of his will

Standing in the fire, he said to me
?If you don't reject this power it may destroy you?
For we have seen the great interval, and we have lived to see
The monster sleeping, but some will say the monster was me

I will hold his ashes in my hands
Dreaming out loud, mowing in metaphors, dancing away