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Khaophecy
[i][font=Courier New]Pale old men assemble in conspiracy
Too long this harvest nigh
Too exasperated at the end of cycles
Our final tribute at nights blight
Our heroes impious in this foul reign
Oracions of Oracles bring down the luminous Opus
Harsh glows spite the vermilion marsh's prey
Feverish breaths, of fervorous fawns
Abide our prophets anelace
Onto a spectrum lit Nazarene flame
Our Brothers burned in 1307
Let us silence all hallowed hymns
Trampling all relics of blame
We march with the Serpent
With libels of perdition
Smashing all foul prayers against our current
Here to the astute
Let he who is enlightened count
The numbers in my name
Aeonic transversals pervert the blessed Routes
Dalliances aspire our averted circled crosses
Striding our horses towards Jerusalem!
Striding our dragons towards Jerusalem!
Sheol rage against the shepherds of the white
Scourge the herders of the meek
Devil hordes lay waste to all prophets
Rip out the tongues of all foul anthropoid seers
And spray their crimson fluids above the thrones of light
Drink the martyrs blood
Indulge in apostle flesh
Rejoice my brethren!
Celebrate the fall of Christ!
Impale the preacher amidst the oozing pink mud
Stain the whole of mankind
Deflower the female shells upon rocks
Pry open their sacred wombs
And deliver light festering children onto Moloch
Set blot out their sun
Be blind in the 140,000's drizzling entrails
Sathan my Lord hear them whale
Raise me higher and higher above the mare of God
With Heaven enthralling
Thou Christ is crawling
Do you have a soul to spare?!
Cutting down with aversion
All invented wisdom
All elemental perversions
Hearing their old repugnant shrieks
Burning down the pearly gates
Black flames scorching all light in sight.
Too long this harvest nigh
Too exasperated at the end of cycles
Our final tribute at nights blight
Our heroes impious in this foul reign
Oracions of Oracles bring down the luminous Opus
Harsh glows spite the vermilion marsh's prey
Feverish breaths, of fervorous fawns
Abide our prophets anelace
Onto a spectrum lit Nazarene flame
Our Brothers burned in 1307
Let us silence all hallowed hymns
Trampling all relics of blame
We march with the Serpent
With libels of perdition
Smashing all foul prayers against our current
Here to the astute
Let he who is enlightened count
The numbers in my name
Aeonic transversals pervert the blessed Routes
Dalliances aspire our averted circled crosses
Striding our horses towards Jerusalem!
Striding our dragons towards Jerusalem!
Sheol rage against the shepherds of the white
Scourge the herders of the meek
Devil hordes lay waste to all prophets
Rip out the tongues of all foul anthropoid seers
And spray their crimson fluids above the thrones of light
Drink the martyrs blood
Indulge in apostle flesh
Rejoice my brethren!
Celebrate the fall of Christ!
Impale the preacher amidst the oozing pink mud
Stain the whole of mankind
Deflower the female shells upon rocks
Pry open their sacred wombs
And deliver light festering children onto Moloch
Set blot out their sun
Be blind in the 140,000's drizzling entrails
Sathan my Lord hear them whale
Raise me higher and higher above the mare of God
With Heaven enthralling
Thou Christ is crawling
Do you have a soul to spare?!
Cutting down with aversion
All invented wisdom
All elemental perversions
Hearing their old repugnant shrieks
Burning down the pearly gates
Black flames scorching all light in sight.
Published 21st Jan 2012
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