Crown of Creation Lyrics

Strange sound of rapping bones
Spirit force moves
Beneath the table
Whispers of a poltergeist
To hear it
Few are able

Driven from the Church’s hand
He was
Too radical
Convinced of Holy Illusion
Man-made God no more delusion

New Motive Power
Supernatural architecture
Grand Electricizers
Make me your prophet
Communication from
Beyond the Grave
Decayed elders
Transmit me your plan to save

Man
I will build a God
From
Scrap metal and refuse
The New Man
A divine age of steam
A sacrifice to die for my dream

Come from the shadows
My Mother of Machines
Stoke the bellows of
My God’s waiting heart
A pulsing light
Beats in time
With each labored breath
Gift of new birth
Crowns the king over death

Whirring buzz
Pneumatic reeling
Echoes off
The wooden ceiling
Invisible spirit rising
Techno-priest
His eyes are smiling
Virgin corpse falls to the floor
Twisted wires drip with gore
Incantation is complete
Steam-Powered heart
Starts to beat

Staggering
The wooden frame
Cracking
Eyes opening slowly
Hydraulics flare
Rushing black blood
Acolytes bow to their knees
The MachineChrist arrives this eve
Realization near
Not a god
Something else
Something worse

No more
false idols
Physical Deity
Small voice, silent warning
Satanic reality

High priest tears his robes
Aware of his mistake
As the voices fade
Cut down blade by blade
Triumphal slaughter
A new taste of life
Perfect shape of rage defined
He ran to warn the town
Of what they had unleashed
But they would not heed
The mad heretic
Too late, the alarm raised
As the beast descends from above

Torches flicker
In the grey sky
Dreams betrayed by
Hubris of the worst kind
To tamper with the divine
Only fire can cleanse this crime
Ecclesiastic arson
Cast down the Crown
Of Creation