Blood will run again Through the lead-red skies ascend Screams of dying men From the depths they call thee: Descend Eden! And turn From the seats of ancient Gods Lead them from travesty To the gates of heresy! This silence; a sacrifice A prayer not even whispered And unseen; the rule of dice Just serpent coils, the still-born phantasm Dreams o' doctrine - As I hold the gate Transcend, and see: - I am the key Born of sea... - Sullen, savage... free! The risen hold their paradise - The fallen lust for sacrifice! Ignorant armies, side by side Come taste the burning evening tide To darkness... ride! Formless, the palaces Whose walls now stain'd in blood Run sighs, and tears To a labyrinth-void of fears Fall keepers of paradise; To a destined land, a paradox; Now join us, your sacrifice Through the gates of heresy...