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[Verse 1: Papa Emeritus IV]
Kaisarion, a prophecy told
We're building our empire from the ashes of an old
Kaisarion, the fruit of the womb
Our brotherhood of good faith sealed an apostate witch's doom
[Pre-Chorus: Papa Emeritus IV]
It's the sound of another deadline whistling past your ears
It's the sight of a million regrets mounting over years
It's the words that were never spoken that echoes through the times
It's the smell of the burning temples swept away by rhymes
[Chorus: Papa Emeritus IV]
(Hypatia) Far away from the stench of the heavens
(Hypatia) Long ago, yet too close to forever
(Hypatia) When a paradise is lost, go straight to...
[Verse 2: Papa Emeritus IV]
Kaisarion, a matter of love
When Mother Earth is calling for a father up above
Kaisarion, put on the smiles
And throw your holy rocks right at her for her satanic wiles
[Pre-Chorus: Papa Emeritus IV]
It's the truth of candor shone through the prism of deceit
It's the continence of bishops with their choirboys en-suite
It's the tongue soiled in adulation that licks to no avail
It's the noise of the righteous dogma that hides the handmaid's tail
Kaisarion, a prophecy told
We're building our empire from the ashes of an old
Kaisarion, the fruit of the womb
Our brotherhood of good faith sealed an apostate witch's doom
[Pre-Chorus: Papa Emeritus IV]
It's the sound of another deadline whistling past your ears
It's the sight of a million regrets mounting over years
It's the words that were never spoken that echoes through the times
It's the smell of the burning temples swept away by rhymes
[Chorus: Papa Emeritus IV]
(Hypatia) Far away from the stench of the heavens
(Hypatia) Long ago, yet too close to forever
(Hypatia) When a paradise is lost, go straight to...
[Verse 2: Papa Emeritus IV]
Kaisarion, a matter of love
When Mother Earth is calling for a father up above
Kaisarion, put on the smiles
And throw your holy rocks right at her for her satanic wiles
[Pre-Chorus: Papa Emeritus IV]
It's the truth of candor shone through the prism of deceit
It's the continence of bishops with their choirboys en-suite
It's the tongue soiled in adulation that licks to no avail
It's the noise of the righteous dogma that hides the handmaid's tail
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