Ichabod Lyrics

Majestic as a dove adorned
Bathed in unearthly light
He captivates the self-absorbed
With rapturous delight
Reassuring peace in Eden
Poised upon the spire
To thrust upon his prideful clones
In danger of the fire

Seductive in his flattery
The humanistic lure
Exaltation of the nature
Diagnosed impure
Stoking fires of conceit
The spirit of this age
Idolized for their success
The seer and the sage

Claiming to be of The Christ
They are the serpent's clones
Feeding on the souls of men
Exalted on their thrones
They elevate the place of man
And feed their self-esteem
Polishing the golden calf
Majestically it gleams
A cross adorned with glitter
A sideshow to be scorned
Appealing to the wounded
And pursuing the forlorn
The stroking of the ego
Deception is the fodder
Fattening the souls of men
Enticed into his slaughter

Blurring the chasm
Between human and divine
With self adorning altars
Where they sacrifice the swine
The shepherds are complicit
In this feeding of the beast
Filling up the chalice
For the wolves who host the feast
Self image defined
By the dross exposed through fire
Having the form
But resisting His power
Turn away

Humility is ravaged
With prosperity and ease
The idols of this fallen world
To which we now appease
Sacrificing sons and daughters
To this wretched fire
Self-deceived we have become
Adorned with the attire
Of deception
Ichabod