Nefarium

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1. TONGUE OF THE FIRST POPE (SIMON PETER)

As I am you will obey
But be aware and deprive the soul from
Hesitations and fear...
Immersed in the blood of christ
Feast on his flesh
Uplifted by spirit and faith
Blindfold the rebels and erect gallows
Because the time will come
And you will be what I am
From death comes life
And like white maggots with swollen guts
Carnivorous Creatures
Prophecies of obedience

Kephas listen : The light seeps from the walls of pride
Like the dark in the throat of galilean seers
Pray disciple, on christian knees
You that listended, that believed, preach your word
Where the swine amuses itself

We will be your aposteles
But remember we can never hear your voice
Because you served the most vicious dog
And the Slipperiest Serpent
Who sits at the right hand of the father
Vade post me christe
Vade post mpe christe
Throw the keys of a kingdom with no king
Into hell's pire, in the jaws of the beast




2. HANDS BLEEDING FEAR (PONTIUS PILATE)

Wash your hands Pilate, they bleed fear
From the altar of th supreme Magistrate
A sick old hag growling from the cage
And it will be a verdict with no resentment
And as the thunder breaks the silence without warning
Sharpen your tongue on the blade of supremacy
Wash your hands Pilate, they bleed fear
Because the sword for the victorious is
The stick for the needy
They excrete contempt
And dry our fear on rags of knowledge

Barabba is free and the gates were ajar
Barabba is free and kingdoms were rising

Condemn the lamb and devour the head
His heart will be the trophy
In the basin of our crimes

Et renuncio alterum deum
Et renuncio Jesum Christum
Et ecclesiam Apostolicam
In anno sanguinis sigillum

We want to be burned with honour and glory because
He drowns your race in the abyss of pride
But speak Magistrate, your word is law

Barabba is free and the gates were ajar
Barabba is free and kingdoms were rising




3. THE BASTARD SON OF SATAN (JESUS CHRIST)

Uproot my faith and
I will kiss your know, Nazarene
While drops of your sweat will plough deep Wrinkles
Srip off my will
And I will repay you with prayers and confessions
But bless the sick foetus

In the name of the father
Arise Christ and
From the height of Golgotha pray to die again
Arise Christ to die again

In the name of the father
Spew Jew King
Souls for the beast and fire for vicars
Falling in pain
Sate my conscience with your body
And quench my rage with blood
Teach us master, to fail in pain
We were full of your food
Drunk with your wine and we rested together
On the manager blanket of straw

In the name of the father
Arise Christ and
From the height of Goldotha pray to die again
Arise Christ to die again

Uproot my faith and
I will kiss your know, Nazarene
While drops of your sweat will plough deep Wrinkles
White were the clouds that dirtied your sky
Like the eyes of they who handed down the testimony

And listen to the toad croacking in the swamp of the impure
And pray to die again




4. SHEPHERD FOR DEAD LAMBS (JOHAN THE BAPTIST)

Fuck the priest !
Rabbit's ofeal
In the mother's womb
That feeds in one brood
The father and the son
Lamb's blood to mark
The impervious path

Johan the baptist and his tongue
Wich was a cavern for locusts
And raise the beast of god

The lamb of god
Between hate and deep revenge
We will be punishment
And we will be constriction
For flocks and shepherds

Johan the baptist
Spread the sand of your kingdom
And wait, slithering eternally for
The grains that never rest
Johan the baptist
Spread the sand of your kingdom
In hope to hate again

We will tie the lamb with barbed wire
After it has grazed on the crass of shame
It's flesh hung on the highest pole
Will pour blood to create rivers

Joahn the baptist and his tongue
Wich was a cavern for locusts
And raise the beast of god




5. SHARPENING THE SPEAR OF LONGINUS (CASSIUS LONGINUS)

Armed servant and saint executioner
Which weapon sculpted legends
Man whose repentence will become pitch
In the revelation's wound
From resignation an order choked
A thousand babies crying
Roman soldier you'll drown in
The blood of the Jewish king

Watch Longinus, Christ is dead
And prey so that darkness will reign again
Watch soldier, CHrist is dead
And prey so that darkness will reign again
Watch Longinus, Christ is dead
And prey s that darkness will reign again

Armed saint, we'll dinner with your progeny
We'll steal your spear and turn it Christian relie
We'll hide it between sharp nails and bloody robes
Where kneeling down, we'll kiss precious rings

..Et continuo exivit sanguis

Witness and preacher,
Tell us of clouded skies of senteces and sepulchres
Roman centurion, cold wind that from the (high) Sinai
Palled from his mouth the breath of errant preachers,
We'll cry together tears of piss
And snakes will crawl on marble steps and kneelers
Of thorn

Watch Longinus, Crist is dead
And prey so that darkness will reign again
Watch soldier, CHrist is dead
And prey so that darkness will reign again




6. SERVUS SERVORUM SATANAE (BENEDICTUS XVI)

Whisper to us again
Of deserts and appearences
And tell the timorous
Of agony and passing
Servant of servants
Whisper to us again
Of saints and miracles
Old man, sick man
Vicar without future

Join your hands in prayer
Once more
But in silence Burn !
Pray vicar
With cane which was
The scepter for tyrans

Pray ! Pray !
THe beast is your lord
And god your church
Satan my lord
Your master is leaving us

Join your hands in prayer
Once more
But in silence burn !
WOunds of the soul
Do not heal with holy water

The gold of your rings
Reflects the shame in blood rivers
The episcopal doctrine
Reflects the shame in blood rivers




7. SEVEN WHORES OF MAGDALA (MARY MAGDALEINE)

From ephesus grave and prof the words
Spoken by gregory the great
Seven were the chosen to oil the feet
Of who was looking for adultery

Demons of magdala, torn from the crowd
Sleeping observers to serve sin
Mary Magdaleine
Witness of death and resurection

From the flesh whose life spread legend
And on his face
From the high crucifix, pain

Demons of magdala, torn form the crowd
Sleeping observers to serve sin
Mary Magdaleine
Witness od death and resurrection

"Maria, de qua daemonia exierant"

From Flies nest and the shelters of beasts
From wich pride gives birth to
The infinite

Invisible reflection of groans
And lunury, announce the ressurection
And scatter illusion, kingdom of sand




8. MASS INFANTICIDE (HEROD THE GREAT)

Lamb of God who takes away
The sins of the world

We will never bow down
We will complete your plan and burn it
To erect the flesh

Herod was the rain that cleanses the soot of your lies
We are the snow that buries the will of a stupid Rabbi
We will never bow down in front of imposed rules