Memories Of Chaos (The Aeon)

Chorus:
Baphomet
Start the flames
Call the shades
To come back to me
Starve the faint
Move the haze
And I’ll rescue me

Verse:
Pale be the blue when the air‘s torn
I cast shades from the moon like a scarecrow
Truth aligned with a faint in time
It‘s like a sense has grown a bit careful

I recite from the ache and the anguish
I put a spell to the air of the tempеst
Sight‘s rectified, black candelights
Light thе rise of the mind from the abyss

Chorus:
Baphomet
Start the flames
Call the shades
To come back to me
Starve the faint
Move the haze
And I’ll rescue me