Omega Therion

For want of an angel
 For all the lead that you thought you turned gold
 There is something that you still want to know
 Il Penseroso led you astray
 To the woods and the wild
 The pathless way
 And you followed the trail that Shelley fared
 Gazed on dead kings with your sullen despair
 Even the dome of the rock in Blake? s city
 Bore no trace of St. Augustine
 And you studied Plotinus
 Thrice great Trismegistos
 Knew the reign of Hister and Niebelung
 Nietzsche, Vril und Gotterdammerung
 Do you want an angel
 Heaven clad as the stars fell
 Do you want an angel
 Poison of god to make it well
 For want of an angel
 For all the blood that you turned into ink
 You found yourself still searching
 A Heosphoros for a Golden Dawn
 A scarlet sunrise for Babalon
 Someone to stop all the watches now
 Someone to bring this shithouse down
 All things must have an end
 All things for all men
 Oh forget the Tuesday baby
 Let it be a doomsday baby
 Come on and suck a megaton
 Omega Therion
 So it is time
 Unbind the lines of horizon
 Omega Therion
 Take you away