The Ominous Circle - 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