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My Father
Lord of Silence, Supreme God of Desolation
Who mankind reviles yet aches to embrace
Strengthen then my purpose to save the world
From a second ordeal of Jesus Christ
And his grubby mundane creed
2000 years have been enough
show man instead
The raptures of Thy kingdom
Infuse in Him the grandeur of melancholy
The divinity of loneliness
The purity of evil
The paradise... of pain
Nazarene Charlatan
What can you offer humanity?
Since the hour you vomited forth
From the gaping wound of a woman
You've done nothing

What perverted imagination has fed man
The lie that hell festers in the bowels of the earth?
There is only one hell
The leaden monotony of human existence
There is only one heaven
The ecstasy of my Father's kingdom

You've inflamed the pubertal mind of youth
With your repellent dogma of original sin
But you will fail Nazarene
As you have always failed
We were both created in man's image
But while you were born of an impotent god
I was conceived a jackal
Born of Satan - The Desolate One
The Nail!

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