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Hallowed Terror
05:37
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And so it shall be nailed deep into the heart’s of man
Through the incandescent grace of the sinistral divine
I am he, the blade of hamartia
Black Holy Faith
I am he, the call of transgression
Holy Terror made flesh
Behold now as the firmament trembles
Lamenting in the light of a most seditious star
Hallowed Terror Incarnate
Anointed by the mark of sanguine’s holy touch
The shrill piercing howling mirth of the wicked
Impenitent lusts of sanctity inversed
Devour the flesh of your bastard sons
And feast from the limbs of your harlot daughters
In acts of self-flagellation another rupture for the accursed flesh
Looming in predation
and ensnaring the broken will
With a seed to germinate
In the verminous filth
No mercy
No surrender
Blessed are those who seek degradation
and hold a razor to kindred throats
Blessed are those with tongues of injustice, they who revel in trepidation
Not to abide
And Not to follow
Never in Vain
Forever damned
No mercy
No fucking surrender
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Malaise
04:25
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We shall never inherit the earth
But upon it bestow a chalice of poison for the meek
A pestilent offering swarming, crawling with malice
Perpetual disease, birthed in the rotting soil
In the absence of light, sanctifiers of infamy
The salt in the very wounds of the earth
The foul semen , fucked into the (sores of the) world
Hang the pigs out to dry
For our temple shall be erected
And so it will, upon the cull
Shrouded in crimson we come
Bathed in depravity’s grace
Vomiting forth the gospel of perversion
X is the mark, the mark of the banished
The transfixing malaise that festers in your heart
And in a white eyed frenzy we dance, in eternity’s hall we have danced
through madness and lunacy, into darkness and into death
The Cancerous prophets are we, harbingers of denial
what is veiled, shall now lay bare
let the children be forsaken, let us in the gutter dwell
as we strive towards nothing, as we drown absolution
(With teeth clenched, with arms open)
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Via Dolorosa
07:53
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Like rats we have wandered, in the great cesspit of life
Rejecters of flesh, bearing the mark of the first
Murderer, can’t you hear the blood crying out
Birthed from the ashes of Eden blessed with hearts of stone
Let us burn the path of the righteous and pave the way
Let us swallow our tongues, let not man prevail
In glory it shall be
Every injustice
Utter acts of terror
Our hallowed vice
Your shattered hope
Shineth through me
Let not man prevail
Oh harken ye of little faith, let it be written that the worst is yet to come
For a bastard seed must be nurtured in the arms of iniquity
The sanctity of man’s heinous nature must flourish
The odious deeds will in the garden of ruin bloom
Via Dolorosa
Onwards on the path to Calvary
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Salvifici Doloris
09:08
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Amok, we hurtle under the banner of night
To the discord of 13 tolls and trumpets 7
Against a world blithe with inertia
To certain death adorned by trident scars
Holy contagion upon virulent winds
Insidious in nature with divine purulent grace
Salvation lies in the scarlet womb of the whore
Blood of the saints, Blood of the martyrs
A masochistic sermon for charnel devotion
exhorted from sallow throats and cruel twisted tongues
This child shall bury itself in a nameless grave
Still and pale, heeding to every behest
And the foreboding silence shatters
As the veil of all illusions burn
Estranged and in sinful veneration
The rupture of life, the call of perdition
In obeisance and with scarlet fervour
malum quod intus est anima mea
Cast away in a sea of viscera
To drown in crimson redemption
broken and scabbed lay the wings of peace
so come forth and befoul
Libation bleeds yes bleeds from these veins
pierced by horns thrice
in hysteria’s golden dawn
we turn withershins
about the dying sun
into the endless ever after
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Atonement
05:48
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Maul… the hand that feeds
Sharpened are the knives of Iscariot
For we hang one and the same
in crippled reverence
in poisoned grace
Reap and sow / Atone for naught
This seed of miscarry beget
When innocence is crawling
And all hope lays cold
there is but one truth
My Faith is in him
My faith is in him
I die in the Lord
I am no one
I am no one
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