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
Thinking of words To describe you No one can know How much I trust you Calling Satan Master, dark deeds Discarding the mask Riddled with shame I'm taking
Walking on water Water into wine Fear is the opiate [Incomprehensible] Clotted screams [Incomprehensible] Never ceasing repeating Silence, words of
If I couldn't see before I see quite clearly now This world opens up to me Wretched and insincere Further regressing Into the arms of the delusional
Draw near, partake of this altar For you are fairer in beauty Than other daughters of man Recognize and embrace This glorious proclamation Of eternal
Summer sitting out by the pool A ray of sunshine getting in my way Close your eyes and wish that it were cool, everyday And I wish it could be back the
Master, take wing over the desert And parched land Master the art of suffering A divine dance Summon the master Mouth incendiary evocation Black flame
Drink the blood, shadows cast Formless flesh your disguise Divine Hell ritual Crush your shape, unholy dance The captive angel flailing still Inside
Master, take wing over the desert And parched land Master, the art of suffering A divine dance Summon The Master... Mouth incendiary evocation Black
Drink the blood Shadows cast Formless flesh Your disguise Divine Hell Ritual Crush your shape Unholy dance The captive angel Flailing still Inside the
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
Ghouls attack the church Crush the holy priest Turning the cross towards hell Writhe in [sings "with"] Satan's flames Crush the priest The feeble church
Draw near - partake of this altar For you are fairer in beauty Than other daughters of man Recognise and embrace This glorious proclamation Of eternal
Bodies deformed way beyond belief Cast out from their concerned society Flesh contorting day after day Freak of the dark world is what the people say
Venerate her under many names As a pagan mystic rose Perfect prostitute priestess Face dripping with the semen of many Initiatrix to the great work, devoted
Thinking of words To describe you No one can know How much I trust you Calling Satan Master of dark deeds Discarding the mask Riddled with shame I'm
Nothing could save the Baptist Not cross, not altar, nor crucifix Old time lays waste the spirit Without condoning or condemning A complex sense of purpose
