Inner Sanctum

Entering the dark stone hall
 The inner sanctum
 They felt an eerie presence
 Something ancient, something strong
 Black iron box in the darkness
 Inside the niche across the hall
 This was what they had to defend
 This was where their master went
 To seek the counsel of the living head
 To seek the counsel of the baphomet
 10.000 strong, they stormed the walls
 To end the gruelling siege
 To battle, murder and destroy
 The last crusader keep
 Defended by 300 knights
 This was their final stand
 10.000 souls had stormed the walls
 The knights gave up the fight
 Inside the crypt the head recalled
 The story of his life...
 Dark eyes surveyed them from inside
 Terrible soul-searing sight
 Eyes shimmering with ancient knowledge
 Eyes filled with ancient pride
 The head of a Roman Emperor
 Adored with a laurel crown?
 Or the face of a Celtic king
 With runic Ogham carved?
 This was what they had to defend
 This was where their master went
 To seek the counsel of the living head
 To seek the counsel of the Baphomet
 "10.000 souls had stormed the walls
 The knights gave up the fight
 Inside the crypt the head recalled
 The story of his life..."