They danced around the beast of gold... While the name of the Lord burned on the mountain. I held the covenant in fire-carved stone, Two tablets written by the hand of the Unknown. Below, their chants of lust and flame, Idols born of gold—and shame. They sold their souls for molten kings, And drank the dust of sacred things... Break the tablets, shatter the lie! Let judgment fall from the sky! You traded the glory for glitter and lust— Now taste the ashes, now drink the dust. Aaron, what spell did they cast on your heart? Did fear make you tear our faith apart? “I cast the gold—and it took form”... But we know what gods are born in storms. I stood between wrath and ruin’s flame, Said: “Erase me, if they bear no name.” But the Book remembers every scar... And justice marks where traitors are. They sold their souls for molten kings, And drank the dust of sacred things... Break the tablets, shatter the lie! Let judgment fall from the sky! You traded the glory for glitter and lust— Now taste the ashes, now drink the duuuuust. Break the tablets, shatter the lie! Let judgment fall from the sky! You traded the glory for glitter and lust— Now taste the ashes, now drink the dust. Two paths remain... But one is written in flame.
