Master say on
Good teacher,yes
We have heard it said
A certain man,a certain ruler
If there is no law there is no bread
New gods we have chosen
War is so the gate
In it’s turning it …tremble
Woe to Earth
Heaven has dropped its gates
Who is this who comes from Edon
Dressed in death’s red robe?
In they stepping out
Out the field of Hedon
My beloved is clear and crimson
He wears the eagle feather
Chief among ten thousand
The angel of the Lord stood by
Master say on
Master say on
Master say on
Master say on
Who is this who comes from Edon
Dressed in death’s red robe?
In they stepping out
Out the field of Hedon
Master say on
Master say on
Master say on
Master say on