Silhouettes surround me
Dripping with blood
Hanging from ropes fixated above
Black robes torn apart at the seams

Clergy of lust
Prophets of greed
Empty vessels with souls of dust
Trudging the path to hell you freeze

Kneel before this altar of pestilence
To sacrifice your first born son
Reciting prayers the blood spilt thin
Offer the heart of your bastard spawn
To an absent god yet to be seen

Speak in tongues with the whisper of a snake
Prance and chant till the catalyst breaks

Hail to the lord of blasphemy
Bring this man of god down to his knees
Profit off the masses of the congregation spend it on your own selfish wants and needs
Bleeding, and pleading, and masturbating to the gospel
They don't give a fuck what you do or say as long as it's in line with the gospel of christ

Fire consumes the hallowed offering
Scorch their flesh in the fathers name

Offer the heart of your bastard spawn
To an absent god yet to be seen

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