Red streams decorate their tissue
Their bodily hell flows
Frantic madness – in a sacred room
Behold His disciples
In this chapel of dogs
This loathsome house of blinding light
Where tragedy thrives
Stabwound monastery
Carnal lust in a tainted abbey
Spiritually raped is their pride
Labia moisten as caroles decay
Time to defeat the dogs
A callous, horrid dusk descends
And tragedy thrives
We chant our spells
At their loss of breath
And dine upon their joyful past years of waste
Ineffable
Cleansing done
All scattered now – their fresh cut off vocal chords
Sons of Abraham expire
Sion be torn asunder
Unholiness, our noble well
Enslaved, their souls, in perpetual doom
Since their Father of filth forsook them
Yielding sheep, no pride within
To their graves – in degradation
Sodom’s renaissance, light’s regret
Slaves no more – drunk with joy on seraphs’ blood
O, majestic coronation
Harlots of virgin Mary
Maimed during coitus
An enigma of dreaming flesh
Fire let loose on the defenseless ones
Whose father of filth forsook them
Spit at the weak, no pyre within
Our ecstasy – murder turned into art
Aesthetic pa**ion, thralldom’s end
Slaves no more – in the prison of their sin
Such a boundless transformation
Aperiatur terra et germinet chaos