Summon The Masses And Walk Throught The Fire lyrics

[Music: Bergholtz, Dinsdale, Svensson]

[Lyrics: Dinsdale, Svensson]



Gather me courage and gather me strength

to find the infinite source of disdain

To sip its fluid, a bittersweet taste

beyond the candescent vaults of disgrace



Enslaved and weak I worship thee

you are my master you made me meek

Enslaved and weak I worship thee

you are my master, command me a deed



Summon the masses and walk through the fire

Through hypnotic flames of a funeral pyre

Driven by lashes from the hands of a liar

they enter the flames that has built his empire



Enslaved and weak I worship thee

you are my master you made me meek



A witness to an act of macabre obscenities

standing surrounded by a crowd of imbecility

Their hope it has left they realize they`ve failed

soon they`ll be crawling the path of the nailed



Enslaved and weak I worship thee

you are my master you made me meek



Summon the masses and walk through the fire

Through hypnotic flames of a funeral pyre

Driven by the lashes of a liar

they enter the flames that has built his empire

The symbol of light will serve as my knife

to slit my veins and let out my life

to release my cage trapped soul

Emptied on fluid my shell goes cold