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lyrics
you who said before [0:11]
between dark folds of skin you contain God
that pathetic presence wanted to be you so bad
attempting to install
longing to control
retract positions to a false default
why did you want to think you were ignored
when each and every angle of illumination
finds itself in need of your interpretation
I saw you urinating on the holy images when bored
going astray from a meaningless lord
numbing the mind, trying to contain
a raucous thunder that perturbs your soul
there's no triumph in blasphemy, you may avow [0:38]
gravely oblivious
to the irremediable stains
regardless of what you henceforth proclaim
conciliums of consecration
can bend all will as they desire
to what their kitsch aphorisms require
as long as there are maxims to abide
futile fecal apophthegms
that can't be sung, but only rasped in phlegm
imagined prime directives
you dare transgress, sitting astride
in a manner that makes you mock the sky
"who are you, harlot, to provoke?"
and yet you say [1:07]
without danger, there's no tension
how little fear us brings damnation
rather complacency that stems from separation
they deemed relief profane
the likes of mine perverted profligates
and your mischiefs they'll judge the same
mais ne crains rien
il n'y a pas de limites à nos plans ambitieux
c'est la nuit la plus longue pour se moquer de dieu
est-ce le ciel vers lequel tu lèves les yeux [1:29]
dans le péché qui apporte de si moments joyeux?
I'm sure not
you'd rather get along
with me, be in accord
in severance from divine scriptures
disunion with a foul Olympus
so join me in convulsions on the floor
no matter what dirty names they call
danse macabre or a satanic tango
by any means we will slight this god
we're better
you see [1:59]
how much Jesus wanted to be me
in Promethean impulse to sacrifice and violate
chaining himself to a burning tree
and yet the only thing he managed to birth
is human ardour raped
screaming miscarriage sucking out tar
from black incisions on a dying birch
bestowing metacarpals fractured by nails
intimidate through avaricious faith
in hopes one would validate his scars
am I supposed to quail? [2:21]
I can accept perdition if it wakes your mirth [2:25]
regretless verve draped in sensuous facture
and even fifty Thespiades in unchaste rapture
cannot begin to scratch your worth
little difference if I share your fruit or not
veins poisoned with caustic limerence
liquid silver stings like razor in the throat
venom of a serpent that bites with baneful words
there will soon come a time of catastrophe
a darkness, to particles of which there is one antidote
contemptuous illness made into a searing weapon
that only love can smash up and degrade
I'm sure you'll find a way
against the one groaning from envy
à travers ses portraits sordides
as if he is capable of introduction
except for pilferage and artifice
pouring from the mouth along with laughs most loud...
one with the price of a thousand enemies [3:25]
quieting stars, swallowing suns
a splendid technique to drain life of time
malevolent, almighty deity
the difference of said effects [3:42]
makes it harder to infer
by which blueprint were you conceived?
one thing is for sure
not in his image
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