Letras
In the mist of history, whispers come alive
A man cloaked in secrets, where shadows collide
With a wand in his hand, he danced in the night
Casting spells of rebellion, shunning the light
But beneath the robes of the dark and the grand
A player of secrets, shaped by a hidden hand
In the silence of whispers, his power unfurled
The Great Beast, the enigma, he played in two worlds
Oh Aleister, the mysteries you hold
A tale of a genius, or a story retold
With eyes of a lion, through darkness you trod
A spy in the shadows, a dance with the gods
Through labyrinths woven with threads of the mind
He whispered to angels, yet to demons inclined
Documents buried, in silence they lay
Of schemes and of secrets, where truths lead astray
Is he madness reflected, or just misunderstood?
A conjurer, a trickster, or a force for the good?
With codes and deceivers, the truth intertwined
In the halls of the powerful, what lies we might find
Oh Aleister, the mysteries you hold
A tale of a genius, or a story retold
With eyes of a lion, through darkness you trod
A spy in the shadows, a dance with the gods
Whispers of torment, and laughter decay
An architect's dreams in the twilight's display
Secrets of nations, laid bare in the night
A pawn or the master, what's wrong and what's right?
Oh Aleister, the mysteries you hold
A tale of a genius, or a story retold
With eyes of a lion, through darkness you trod
A spy in the shadows, a dance with the gods
So raise up the chalice, let the cold winds blow
For the Great Beast's shadow is where we all go
In the lore of the ages, his legend entwined
A spiral of madness, and the truth we can't find.