Temple Of Dagon

Devil woman, in her stare,
Watches you lie sleeping there,
Ponders out the windowsill,
She'll trade your love for money still.

Your lies are placed
Your trust's erased,
Your secret you could not keep safe.

Betrayal now,
Thick in the air,
The servants come to cut your hair.

Your eyes have both been gouged out,
And your head has now been shaved,
Where you once ruled proudly,
You're no more than a slave.

You spin their wheel in agony,
You are now their mule,
In the land that you held judgement on,
You're no more than a tool.

I've guided you,
Through many fights,
Though you broke the vow of the Nazarite.

These infidel,
Are no use to me,
We'll tear down their false god of the sea.

Put your life into my hands,
And bring glory to my name,
You've asked me for a second chance,
So I'll help you just the same.

I am the God of Abraham,
Let my vengeance guide you on,
Rend the walls, destroy their halls,
Let none survive in the Temple of Dagon.

You let yourself lie dormant,
Though your strength it has returned,
Before the crowd, they laugh out loud,
Though their city soon will burn.

Praying to the heavens,
As the wind blows through your hair,
The shrine ready for destruction,
Caught in your now blind stare.