Encountering the Divine
Ola Lindgren, Grave
Born in the winter plague
To command the blindly led
Sworn to authority by the weakened flock
In search for meaning and faith
Bring forth the child of light
Show me the wonders of your Christ
Incestuous sodomy, spawn of your dreams
Beyond your sanity my throne of thorns awaits
Lord of the blind and weak
To uphold divinity
Lead me astray
Far from reality, take me away
In the name of the dead, sick, lost, son
I deny your king
In the name of my own free mind
Born in the winter plague
To command the blindly led
Lead me astray
Far from reality, take me away
Bring forth the child of light
Show me the wonders of your Christ
Incestuous sodomy, spawn of your dreams
Beyond your sanity, my throne of thorns awaits