Basilisk Basilica ft. Gumi & Hiyama Kiyoteru Lyrics

Gold in rooms

The sky's in the ceiling

Walk some more

And you'll find it up

A religion's

Life and breath

Center of all

It's there

[Satanachia's

Basilica] waits

In the middle of

Its angels

In the city

Of [Salem]

A reunion has

Its place

Welcome ladies, gentlemen (Monarchs all over the place)

Of the world

Such a blessing

Having all of you here

Hear my words

As I will

Not repeat it (with hidden wills they just wait)

An urgent matter waits us

Sinners, Saints

There's no other point between it

A decision today (for the right moment to say)

Has to be achieved

Proceed to [The Conclave]

And once for all

The will of [God] (we all lose the masks this day)

Will be made

Explosion

Disorder

Chaos has set loose

On earth

It kidnapped all

A declared war

There's no escape

A worldwide crisis

Beware the fangs

That lurk this halls

A monster's hiding

Here in plain sight

No one trust

And no one hears

The prayer and

Their pray

A complex game

Of hunt and prey

The loser wins

A death sentence

If no one hears

And no one cares

I'm hunting you

"[Basilisk]"

Bend!

Now get on your knees and pray

A whimsical but fun amount of pain

That monster is ready to cross my name

Red blood is spilling all across your way

You see? It's just another give or take

A pledge was made even if you weren't there

A hysteric but hilarious finale

You can be sure I'm gonna wreck your tale

Get rekt

Oh please, Can you even get mid game?

I can't even begin fathom your pain

Living so full and bullshiting again

I'm sick and tired of hiding myself

Relax

As it isn't your turn now

I'm gonna take my time with you in mind

I wonder how are you feeling yourself?

Knowing that there is no way out for you this time

Beg!

With this Imma make you pay

You've wandered straight into the abyss of hell

A [Basilisk] from times so far away

Has come to make you pay the debts you made

Surprise!

You thought I wouldn't find it out

The truth is hard and hiding it won't work

The stakes are now reaching their newer heights

Your wings will melt like if they're made of wax

So wow

Tell me who's in control now?

A worshipper or who it worshipped, ah?

A whimsical but fun amount of pain

Tonight the rain is gonna become red

At last

The metronome has come to stop

I see the diapason and nothing more

I wonder how are we feeling ourselves?

With [Sin] [The Basilisk] is drowning out tonight