A Gray Outcast Lyrics

The horizon reveals a formless icon
To whom the light pierces the hands
Stretched out in deepest prayer
Emanating the ancient wisdom

A pale figure, the gray outcast
Who finds solace in suffering
Who seeks disgrace amongst the Holy
And thrives in secrecy, awaiting HIS call

I see the whip and I see the sword
With which HE rules the feeble
Let the stars reveal their fate
And spread the cult of the wound

A pale figure, the gray outcast
The faceless, the merciless, the nil
Rejoice, for IT announces the coming of aeons
And speaking in tongues, summons HIM

I see the whip and I see the sword
With which HE rules the feeble
Let the stars reveal their fate
And spread the cult of the wound

Chants of glory shall be intoned
The continual one shall be praised
In a world of lice, those who seek never find
Drag away the corpses of the blind

See now the great manifestation of HIS will
See now how the waters soar in HIS name
See now how the moon shines HIS might
See now the awakening of the LORD

With hands joined in oration
I submit my flesh in sacrifice

Solo: M.S.

Chants of glory shall be intoned
The continual one shall be praised
In a world of lice, those who seek never find
Drag away the corpses of the blind

See now the great manifestation of HIS will
See now how the waters soar in HIS name
See now how the moon shines HIS might
See now the awakening of the LORD