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The Sacrament of Sodomites

We entertain audiences of libertines and sodomites
Those shady faces of philistines and acolytes
Seeking recompense for slights proven and true
The laughter, the slaughter splashing crimson in skies so blue

Blue skies falling with stars spiraling from the steppes of Heaven
Angels weeping bitter tears when pills fail to fill baskets woven
With mandible fangs lashing out to pout lamenting fisting zeroes
Once set on altars raised high in skies reserved for falling heroes

Why must we burn before returns
Can be successfully suffered in crucibles?

This paradigm set beneath a veil
To make a break upon a wish
Made before the throne of Hell

To sacrifice threats in sacrament
We waste a wraith inside a heart
Hellbound in songs never spent

The devouring worm burrowing beneath staggering feet
Are draped in faith drenched in crimson tapestries and sheets
Of lesser gods on a highway of bones dethroned, condemned
By mortal man made immortal by technological terrors

Love crafted visions revision in spasms of blood gluttony
Madness and schisms in lesions on tortured minds replayed
In shell shocked eyes divine with knowledge of the apocalypse
On lips that kissed the fist of a rampaging king in tattered silks

We crucify the profits of doom
And seize the leash of foul restraints
Gather masses under moons

Your sacrilege replays in your mind
To cut and fuck fallen idols
Once held so high, divine

To evolve death in our next breath
What are our redeeming, demeaning, revolting faults?

� � ...we crawl with the filth
� � � �swaddled in silks
� � � �but we can never
� � � �wash the blood away...