The hidden servant in you heeds our call
You didn't even realise you were in thrall
Where once was will now you'll find
Our evil imperative is in your mind

Signs esoteric form in your brain
Our secret purpose bursts into flame
There's going to be murder today
You bear the mark. You will obey!

Through the fog filled streets my dear
Follow the lull of pipes that only you hear
And there he is your victim so unaware
As are thee as you murder him there

In your entranced eyes you kill in the dark

Forces unknown compel your rage to start
A murderous spirit creeps into your brain
You bear the mark. You will obey!

Oh yeah! Let's get masonic, baby!

The bliss of ignorance is our gift to you
The power of radiance – you are an expendable tool
An instrument of death for a hidden clan
Doomed to die, by your own hand

You will raise the knife to your throat
And like a sacrifice, like a goat
You will die as a tribute to us
You will obey – The Lamp of fucking Thoth