Ghost - Idolatrine lyrics

Profaner of the vices A simple charlatan Inflaming puerile minds With the guilt of sin Imaginations fed to children It has served me well That the bowels of the earth Hides the pits of hell Idolatrine for the imbeciles Idolatrine Idolatrine for the debiles And the simpletons Disciples of the watch Awaits at my command Lord of silence Desolated one Vengeance is his Existence as a human Is leaden monotony With all desires drowned Impure sanctimony Idolatrine for the imbeciles Idolatrine Idolatrine for the debiles And the simpletons Disciples of the watch Awaits at my command Suffer little children To come unto me Suffer little children To come unto me Suffer little children Grant me sovereignty Suffer little, little, princes And princesses Idolatrine for the imbeciles Idolatrine Idolatrine for the debiles And the simpletons Disciples of the watch Awaits at my command Suffer little children To come unto me Suffer little children To come unto me Suffer little children Grant me sovereignty Suffer little, little, princes And princesses