There is an island deep beneath the ocean Contains the wisdom of the stars Akashic records hold the mind of God The fallen ones search for the sound The neophytes forget themselves, forget the masters They're tempted by the golden apple The Serpent Brotherhood maintains the knowledge of the sun and moon Return us the time of oneness I feel the heat of the night I hear the screams of a young man dying He fights to survive I feel the stab of the knife I twist the hilt of the sword I am holding As I end his life The holy ones beneath the sun Fall into the sea The acolytes, they bring the light To all humanity