Letras
Gold rings in the candlelight
Velvet halls dead of night
Old names whispered in the smoke
Power dressed in holy white
Aleister on every page
Ink still bleeding through the age
Rich men reading ancient words
Thinking they can cage the rage
Private islands marble floors
Locks on all the hidden doors
History repeats itself
Just with billionaires and wars
Everybody plays surprised
Every scandal sanitized
But the symbols never lie
If you study with your eyes
MAGICK in the candle flame
Kings and thieves are all the same
Gold masks hide a thousand lies
Power never plays it tame
MAGICK in the marble room
Truth buried in the gloom
Every empire built on bones
Ends the same waydoom
Lucifer in morning light
Not a devil just insight
Knowledge burning through the dark
Torch passed on through every fight
Baphomet in balance stands
Opposite in both his hands
Light and shadow twisting tight
Like the fate of modern man
Belial laughs at every throne
Crowns are never truly owned
Every ruler in the end
Finds the kingdom just a loan
Astaroth in whispered breath
Ancient words that dance with death
Men who chase forbidden power
Never calculate the debt
MAGICK in the candle flame
Secrets written in the name
Every saint and every king
Playing in the same damn game
MAGICK in the midnight air
Truth too heavy for a prayer
Every empire swears it's pure
Till the skeletons appear
Read the books decode the signs
Power moves in ancient lines
Every throne that ever stood
Built on someone else's spine
You don't need a demon's call
Greed's the oldest spell of all