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“For I regret that I have made them.”

I was introduced to Ghost at a live concert during daylight at the generally unimpressive festival STHLM Fields in the summer of 2014. The sound was terrible and at 3pm, there weren’t too many people in the audience. However, I still felt that there were something.

Today, I consider myself a Ghost fan.

In Bible, they cover the Swedish band Imperiet in a song about the spitefulness of god, of how he creates life only to destroy it. From a PR perspective, it’s true that their satanic worship drives controversy and strengthen the loyalty of the fans, but it has also stopped them from being played in many instances. PR comes at a cost — that’s how it works.

Still, I don’t bother too much with the extravaganza. I love Papa’s voice and their powerful and melodic hymns. At the end of the day, all messages aside, it’s all about the music.

Lyrics:

The Earth was spinning all vacant and waste
And there was silence over the ocean
When a voice came thundering from above
The first day of light was in motion

And then the voice said may fruits be created
And seeds take root as they may
And no crimes were as yet committed
Life was breathing its second day

In his image this voice made a man
And a woman to love each other
They became the rulers of the world
And the third day was their mother

Now who will pray for Babylon
Sing a song to Babylon
On your knees before Babylon
Beat that drum because Babylon is falling

Man and woman learned how to make fire
And the kingdom’s walls were extended
By the fourth day the walls were reaching so far
No one knew where they ended

Now no one heard that voice anymore
And metal cities came to ascend
On the fifth day spring turned into fall
And a rain fell over the land

But no walls can stop such a rain
That keeps falling forevermore
I was told that by the sixth day
The Earth was like an open sore

Now who will pray for Babylon
Sing a song to Babylon
On your knees before Babylon
Beat that drum because Babylon is falling

The Earth was spinning all vacant and a waste
And there was silence over the oceans
When a voice came thundering from above
The seventh day was in motion

Now who will pray for Babylon
Sing a song to Babylon
On your knees before Babylon
Beat that drum because Babylon is falling
Falling

I will wipe from the face of the earth the human race I have created, and with them the animals
The birds and the creatures that move along the ground, for I regret that I have made them