** Notes** Ars Goetia - The Lesser Key of Solomon, used to seal demons. Stolas - A great Prince of Hell, commands twenty-six legions of demons, often depicted as crowned owl with long legs. [Intro Cinematic] [The sound of battle and fierce winds blowing] [St. Nick]Heavenly Father, it is cold here...Stolas! Field report! [Stolas]The Captain says they have beaten the imps back to the fortress wall, they have nowhere to run lest they open the gates, Your Holiness... [St. Nick]Amazing work, who new a demon could be so knowledgeable! That 'False Retreat' Maneuver was a stroke of genius! Completely took them by surprise and scattered their forces! [Stolas]Standard tactic in war fields of Hell, Your Holiness...There are many challengers to the dark thrown, battle knowledge has been developing for eons... [St. Nick]I can taste victory now Stolas! The last of the heathens will be vanquished this day, and the one true religion will reign supreme! [Stolas]Will I be free to go once this deed is done, Your Holiness? [St. Nick]What? You don't like my company, Stolas?! Heh, you will stay until I banish you, don't ask me when again. What a lovely book this 'Ars Goetia'! King Solomon had the right of it, and look, another King made from the magic within its pages... [Stolas]Yes... [St. Nick]Tell the captain to finish the job, I want to be warming by the hearth of the throne room by nightfall! [Stolas]As you command, Your Holiness... [Verse 1 - At The Gates] The Glory of Christ gives me my mandate, The old ways shall all fall, here stands the last gate, A land ruled by a shadow of Baal Here is where the last gate falls Just as there is only one sun, there is only one God Any other blasphemy I shall slaughter like hogs We bash his legion back, there's nowhere to run We cut them down one by one I hold the book tightly, my secret weapon Summoning demons to the fight, true perfection Pressed , the demonic forces attempt to run There will be no survivors left to see the sun(Hohoho... perfection!) [Catchy Hook] The Lord is our Savior We shall not want Non-believers will be converted Or die in this hunt The last bastion of Sodom, herein lies I don't care about their sobs or cries The last of the demons will be slain this night Everyone will know the wrong and right [Verse 2 - Blood and Bone] The wind shears our skin on this glacier of death, Stolas whispers the angles, steam rising with breath. They form up their shield wall on the frozen lake, Unaware of the science that Hell helped me make! My spurs dig in deep, the iron stirrups hold fast, We charge through the whiteout, a juggernaut blast! Their limbs are too numb now to parry or stance, They shatter like ice 'neath the "Iron Locked Lance!" Hot steaming blood paints the desolate white, The crunching of bone in the fading twilight. A harvest of sinners frozen mid-cry, It's a beautiful day for a pagan to die! [Bridge] The blood, oh the blood, My favorite color red, Winding up the castle steps, Soon the demon king will be dead The North will be tamed No longer a threat The glory of Christ Brought through crimson, sticky wet(Blood... red... dead!" ) [Midsong Break] [Demonic Roars intensify] [Screams of men, the sound of a magical barrier straining] [St. Nick] Dammit, Iudaeus! Finish the parchment and say the words before they flay my entire regiment!! [Rabbi] Holy one, I am going as fast as the situation allows! The ink is freezing!... יְהוָה צְבָאוֹת! בְּשֵׁם הַמְּפֹרָשׁ! אֲנִי אוֹסֵר אֶתְכֶם לָנֶצַח! [Verse 3 - Victory Lap] The heavy doors splinter, the wood turns to dust, Their King is in chains, his downfall just! The parchment has silenced the roar of the beast, Now the vultures of heaven shall have their great feast! I walk through the halls of this pagan despair, Smoke of the battle still hangs in the air. Turn the bodies of the wicked into coal in the bellows, The new Bishop shares his spoils with all fellows!(Hohoho... Gifts for all believers!) [Catchy Hook - Choir with Older Male Baritone Lead - Variation, heightened energy and distortion] The Lord is our Savior We shall not want Non-believers will be converted Or die in this hunt The last bastion of Sodom, herein lies I don't care about their sobs or cries The last of the demons will be slain this night( "Slain... right!" ) Everyone will know the wrong and right [Outro Spoken Cinematic] [St. Nicholas] Hah, quite comely this one... [Naeth] DON'T TOUCH ME! [Sound of teeth clacking together from a missed bite] [St. Nicholas] Feisty too! Hohoho! That won't do! But a King does need a Queen, and why go looking around when there's already one so beautiful here. [Naeth] NEVER! [Krampus] Please! Don't! [St. Nicholas] SHUT UP, DEMON! [Stolas] Your Holiness, is this really necess- [St. Nicholas] YOU TOO!... Come Iudaeus, take the book, bind her as well, subdue her spirit... and give her blonde hair... [Rabbi] The Wisdom of Solomon was not meant for such... domestic perversity, Episcopus. But if the sword commands the scroll, I must obey. I shall ammend the parchment. But be warned: a spirit bound by force remains a spirit unbroken. If this seal ever breaks... [St. Nicholas] It won't. Write the words! [Rabbi] Episcopus, I must also tell you this...These two are bound in spirit, one cannot exist without the other, therefore you must keep the שֵׁד alive as well... [St. Nicholas] I'll find a use for it! Write the words! [Rabbi] בָּרוּךְ דַּיַּן הָאֱמֶת... [Sound of scratching quill] שַׂעֲרֵךְ הַשָּׁחֹר יַהֲפֹךְ לְזָהָב טָהוֹר בְּשֵׁם יְהוָה צְבָאוֹת וּבְשֵׁם הַמְּפֹרָשׁ תִּהְיִי כְּחֹמֶר בְּיַד הַיּוֹצֵר שַׂעֲרֵךְ הַשָּׁחֹר יַהֲפֹךְ לְזָהָב טָהוֹר לְשׁוֹנֵךְ הַחַדָּה תִּהְיֶה רַכָּה כִּדְבַשׁ יָדַיִךְ יִשְׁכְּחוּ חֶרֶב, יִלְמְדוּ לָלוּשׁ בָּצֵק רְצוֹנוֹ שֶׁל בַּעֲלֵךְ הוּא חֻקֵּךְ הַיָּחִיד עֲטֶרֶת זָהָב, עֲקֶרֶת הַבַּיִת פִּיךְ יִסָּתֵם, וְרַק תְּחַיְּכִי לֹא מַלְכָּה, רַק אִשָּׁה כְּנוּעָה אָמֵן. סֶלָה. בְּתֵאָבוֹן. [St. Nicholas]Stolas, in the mean time tell the commander to enter the surrounding villages. Offer them the opportunity to convert...if they reject the offer... put them to the sword... [Stolas] Yes...Your Holiness... [St. Nicholas]...Oh and after the task is completed, take the valuables of the slain and give them to our new found brothers in Christ, we'll make a celebration of it! Ho Ho Ho! [Stolas] Yes...Your Holiness...
