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GOROD LYRICS

1. Air De L'ordre


[Instrumental]



2. Temple To The Art-God


I heed the warrior's call
It's time to act now
Let us cross the dagger and the rose
Let us form a holy militia
To revive the nobility of mankind

Angels at our side
O Parsifal
Now let your trumpets blow

Here we restore
The cult of the ideal
In all it's splendor
Religion became art to talk to the masses
Art shall turn into religion
To speak to the elite

O Parsifal
Now let your trumpets blow

Open the door of the temple
The temple to the Art-God

If the thinkers crystallize reflection
Come what may
Artists must glorify reality

Conquer
We have to conquer the city of light
Conquer
We might be few against many
But i can feel
But i can feel the angel's breath

By our side
While some deride my exertions
I am the harbinger of a new religion

Beauty is the purpose
Art is the means
The only single rule to follow
Is the ideal

Angels are at our side
O Parsifal
Now let your trumpets blow

Here we restore
The cult of the ideal
In all it's splendor
We shelter only what summons all perfections
The lordy rapture will survive
The piety of the past

O Parsifal
Now let your trumpets blow

Open the door of the temple
The temple to the Art-God


3. Celestial Nature


Getting to know thyself starts
When you raise your gaze to the stars

Here comes Shamas, the one who shines through his glory
Expecting to be known
He lives alone but without privacy
Sin, the Moon God
The talented but deviant lyricist
He's destined to solitary wanderings and adventurous life

I see Nergal, the epitome of zeal and violence
Meant to strike the right balance between action and wildness
Istar is graceful and irresistible
A boundless dedication doomed to fall into madness

And there is Nebo... the conscientious one
Skillful... and clearly heartless, save for his own ends
A forgotten genius whose cleverness turned into lies
He, the nimble one, who has thrown too many stones
Thus having revenge by enslaving the weak minds
At last a dead star charred by the light of glory

Thus we shall define our celestial nature
Through the seven stars dwells our vocation... our labor...

Adar, the order's creator
He's pure and nominated for great works of faith and science
Merodack, the jovial, the one whose name you stole
He gets power only by the consent of his peers
The consent of the temple

You are Nebo... the unsightly one
Skillful... and clearly heartless, save for your own ends
The forgotten genius whose cleverness turned into lies
You, the nimble one, who has thrown too many stones
Thus having revenge by enslaving the weak minds
At last a dead star charred by the light of glory

Thus we shall define our celestial nature


4. Inner Alchemy


Once there were young believers who founded together
A common creed reconciling man with nature
Combining knowledge and belief, from matter to spirit
The inner alchemy can change the whole world

The appalling devotion of our culture
Comes from the boundless timelessness of those who write, and teach
Our mission is to maintain creation on the peaks,
Out of reach of idle hands

Mages! We are sailors!

They applaud all the darings of the mundane, usurping the genius
That's why our doctrine should operate a redemption

The world has undergone too many revolutions

Art is expected to become the cult of times to come
When religion becomes counterfeit, art shall save the vital core
Restoring the holy boundary that separated
idleness from masterwork
Let us redeem creation and recover its priestly conception

I found the illuminations
I am now entrusted with a mission
Through the cult of the ideal
We will conquer

Mages! We are sailors!

The Mage is a sailor heading to a point
That is invisible to the commonwealth
After having crossed the oceans, he will find the illumination
And know the science of the will
And discover the inner alchemy


5. The Mystic Triad Of Artistry


After religion and lordship, art was yet to be destroyed
We lost the standards but I found them again

I do believe in the ideal, in tradition, in a noble power structure
Our task is to discard all three abominations
That lead us to the doctrine of decay

I predict a miracle! A rose will rise and open growing
I predict a miracle! Here will triumph the mystic triad of Artistry

Art is the great mystery
When effort leads to a masterpiece
Divine rays descend... like on the altar
Art is the real empire
When the human hand draws a perfect line
Angels descend... to mirror themselves
Art is the great miracle
This is the evidence of our timelessness
Art-God, the last reflection from heaven of our downfall

I predict a miracle! A rose will rise and open growing
I predict a miracle! Here will triumph the mystic triad of Artistry

After belief and discipline, creation was yet to be wasted
We lost the standards but I found them again

Those dark times made us forget that art is invested with a holy mission
It shall create the path to redemption for the salvation of mankind
The Great Revelation
The gallery is the New Church
Weak conferences are preached
Works are the mirrors of light
And the watchers are disciples

I predict a miracle! A rose will rise and open growing
I predict a miracle! Embracing the divine cross of salvation
I predict a miracle! Here will triumph the mystic triad of Artistry


6. An Order To Reclaim


Sacred vows are made to be broken
Three hundred years later, the grave will open

For there is an order to reclaim
We are back from oblivion again

Born from the poor fellow-soldiers

The world is going through a serious crisis
Divided by financial conflicts
Holy wars are sowing terror and chaos
Let us break the silence
As science is Focused on the material
The living standards continue to fall
Time has come to ask for more humanity
Let us break the silence

For there is an Order to reclaim
We are back from oblivion again
Born from the poor fellow-soldiers
A traveling mendicant order

But sacred laws are made to be broken

Reveal our ambition
Revive the mendicant order... now!
Tax exemption... the oath of poverty
Immunity from persecution... the Vow of Chastity
And no Submission... Obedience? To the secular power Death is so great... Death is so great...
Death is so great that nine would accuse us
Of seeking victory... of seeking another end
Reveal our ambition
Revive the poor fellow-soldiers

After the King's denial, the order became mendicant again
And the poor fellow-bankers were condemned to burn at the stake...


7. From Passion To Holiness


Never forget that a mage is not a priest
All sins are granted, provided one gains experience
Daily introspection, prayer and meditation
Will soon lead you from passion to Holiness

It is vital to know the boundaries of love in order to not mislead oneself...

Concerning love, disappointments are inevitable
A lover will have nothing to offer... but his own delusion
Wisdom advises you to watch only from afar the entire worldly fantasy

One's partner should never go beyond their wonderful task
As a second fiddle to the sexual pair
It is vital to know the boundaries of love in order to not mislead oneself...
Let us await our Chymical Wedding
When our soul will rise and marry God for eternity
Utter incontinence is not an obligation
Love, and the suffering it causes reveal
A long windy road to inner perfection
From passion to Holiness

Choose your partners wisely
Because as a disciple, you are sentenced to remain defensive
Offer no clarity to general cowardice
Flee judgement, contempt and mockery
Don't ever be compliant

Let your most passionate feelings rise and become unreal
Thus you will unveil almost nothing to misfortune

Let us await our Chymical Wedding
When our soul will rise and marry God for Eternity
Utter incontinence is not an obligation
Love, and the suffering it causes reveal
A long windy road to inner perfection
From passion to Holiness...


8. Dig Into Yourself


What a pleasing game to change one's own ancestry
Especially when your last name suffers a lack of majesty

You're surely not the son of Bel
But rather the one who holds the spade

Pretending to teach the government of existence
Soley a self-proclaimed prophet claiming ignorance

But what is more attractive than becoming a Magus or a Fairy?
How to give meaning to one's own life when one feels good for nothing?
Those of your kind know how to give false praise
In the process of indoctrination

In the scheme of self-glorification
You couldn't resist this inclination:
Overusing random and puzzling patterns
To please the reckless ones

But if you really want to honor your lineage
Now grab a spade and dig into yourself

Who can lead a life on ready-made principles?
Who can be satisfied with a ready-made truth?
A ready-made reality!
Swimming with the tide...

The time has come for you to honor your lineage
Now grab a spade and dig into yourself
You're surely not the son of Bel
But rather the one who holds the spade


9. Rejoice Your Soul


Let me rejoice your soul

Holy Baptism made us the children of God
Society dedicated us to evil
In constant conflict with our culture
Only faith can keep us away from the vultures

There is no wisdom without deprival
No salvation for the rebels
Let me entice you into another world
We will teach you the government of yourself
And show you the way to light
So let me enlighten your mind
Let me rejoice your soul

Seek only the magical power of your inner excellence
Improve yourself and become radiant
And as the Sun, heat latent ideal life around you
Come to me/ Be my disciple/ See the light
Forsake the seven bad habits

Cut yourself off from your peers
Otherwise you will suffer without growing
Deny the commonwealth, forget all others, to rise to personality

"Then you shall see the radiant;
Your heart shall thrill and exult,
Because the abundance of the sea shall be turned to you,
The wealth of nations shall come to you" Isaiah 60:5

We own the rational knowledge that will engage the Renewal of Society
I own the spiritual essence that will lead to the Renewal of Man
I am the heir of Bel, the demiurge
The Lord of the world
The master of all the lands
I do belong to the holy Order that committed my fate,
That will commit your fate

And you'll know an extraordinary destiny...


10. Syncretic Delirium


Coalesce to this spiritual family
Which arrogated a mythical and whimsical descent
Unable to write a line without spitting in one's face
Your self-named origins from Assyria

A dreamlike being that feeds on the world of legend

Remind yourselves that you are only men
And none of you have yet accessed the heavenly or astral state

You seem to suffer from a disease of lyricism
Your doctrine appears to be a Syncretic Delirium

Fashioned with any kind of magic and occult science
Mingling your own Church with ideals from the East

I forbid you excuses and push you away
I force you into silence and disgrace

You seem to suffer from a disease of lyricism
Your doctrine appears to be a Syncretic Delirium

A dreamlike being that feeds on the world of legend

Indulging yourself in all kinds of digressions
Abandoned to the whims of your own diction

You seem to suffer from a disease of lyricism
Your doctrine appears to be a Syncretic Delirium

The discordant pages of your works held together only by the binding
Creator of a real disorder which finally laid you on the line

I forbid you excuses and push you away
I force you into silence and disgrace


11. An Order To Reclaim (Alternative Version)


[Instrumental]




Benoit Claus: Bass
Mathieu Pascal: Guitars
Nicolas Alberny: Guitars
Julien "Nutz" Deyres: Vocals
Karol Diers: Drums

Thanks to jacobmarx21 for sending tracks ## 3-7 lyrics.


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