As the rats run and death does crawl The smell of the pure draws near Gothic harmoniums Playing their notes Foreboding the evil you hear The Virgin they seek Lay on altars of ice Dare not to speak her name Like Chastity, like Lucifer like Death... Cathedrals will spire - dust to dust Omens of fire - crying in lust... Thundering horsemen Of darkest dawns Invoking the lust of the witch Raped in the dark By an unseen ghost Her womb is tainted by death Supreme is The One As he drags her deep A wave in the water she'll be An embryo growing, Evil is coming Destroying the last of her race Cathedrals will spire - dust to dust Omens of fire - crying in lust... As we whimper Like flies in a spiraling vortex Chameleons shedding their skin Screams in the night As her womb grows Ready to birth evil's kin Her flesh is on fire burning her soul Soon to be baptized in flames The black holes are spinning in Huddles in all of her shame Cathedrals will spire - dust to dust Omens of fire - crying in lust...