Akercocke - Footsteps Resound In an Empty Chapel lyrics

Hear me, the Antichrist is coming He who opened his mouth in blasphemy Against God and His Tabernacle And those that dwell in the Heavens He denies the Father and the Son He refutes that Jesus is the Christ And it was given unto him To make war with the saints And to overcome them all, power was given over All kindreds and tongues and nations I am an idea, I exist Live and breathe, I am real Call it a moment of inspiration That allowed my existence I am a raw and terrible God I am Antichrist Sticky white bile Smeared and splattered Around gray lipped mouths Heavy d**h that rapidly decays The rich and the poor The rich and the poor We are all the same in d**h The unmistakable fragrance Of rigid decomposition exacts no distinction