Lyrics

Gold in rooms,
The sky's in the ceiling,
Walk some more
And you'll find it up

A religion's
Life and breath
Center of all
It's there

[Satanachia's
Basilica] waits
In the middle of
Its angels

In the city
Of [Salem]
A reunion has
Its place

Welcome ladies, gentlemen / Monarchs all over the place
Of the world
Such a blessing
Having all of you here

Hear my words
As I will
Not repeat it / with hidden wills they just wait
An urgent matter waits us

Sinners, Saints
There's no other point between it,
A decision today / for the right moment to say
Has to be achieved

Proceed to [The Conclave]
And once for all
The will of [God] / we all lose the masks this day
Will be made

Explosion,
Disorder
Chaos has set loose
On earth

It kidnapped all,
A declared war,
There's no escape
A worldwide crisis

Beware the fangs
That lurk this halls
A monster's hiding
Here in plain sight

No one trust
And no one hears
The prayer and
Their pray

A complex game
Of hunt and prey
The loser wins
A death sentence

If no one hears
And no one cares
I'm hunting you
"[Basilisk]"

Bend!
Now get on your knees and pray,
A whimsical but fun amount of pain,
That monster is ready to cross my name
Red blood is spilling all across your way

You see? It's just another give or take
A pledge was made even if you weren't there
A hysteric but hilarious finale
You can be sure I'm gonna wreck your tale

Get rekt,
Oh please, Can you even get mid game?
I can't even begin fathom your pain
Living so full and bullshiting again
I'm sick and tired of hiding myself

Relax,
As it isn't your turn now,
I'm gonna take my time with you in mind,
I wonder how are you feeling yourself?
Knowing that there is no way out for you this time

Beg!
With this Imma make you pay,
You've wandered straight into the abyss of hell
A [Basilisk] from times so far away
Has come to make you pay the debts you made

Surprise!
You thought I wouldn't find it out,
The truth is hard and hiding it won't work,
The stakes are now reaching their newer heights,
Your wings will melt like if they're made of wax

So wow,
Tell me who's in control now?
A worshipper or who it worshipped, ah?
A whimsical but fun amount of pain,
Tonight the rain is gonna become red

At last,
The metronome has come to stop,
I see the diapason and nothing more,
I wonder how are we feeling ourselves?
With [Sin] [The Basilisk] is drowning out tonight