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CATHOLICON LYRICS
"The Death Throes of Christianity" (2006)
1. Bible Black
2. Coronation
3. Dawn of a Dark Age
4. Embodiment of all that is Not
5. Battle Hymn (For the Eight Crusades)
6. 14th Century Apocalypse
7. Profane Grace
8. Trudenhaus
9. Act of Faith
10. Bitter Harvest
11. Born Enslaved
12. The Unspoken Truth
13. Heir to the Throne
1. Bible Black
Bible Black music: The Shape 2003 lyrics: Blasphyre 2003
this curse, lift it from me
every word and every page, dripping disease
hypocrisy, internally contradictory
this is the doctrine of the deceived
were we born in the wrong time?
In the wrong state of mind?
damned with the powers to discern wrong from right?
to turn away from the herd and cast the scriptures aside?
bound in human fear, inked in our own blood
engraved in our culture, stigma poisons our thoughts
and the result is a people who depend on the Church
the blind are leading the blind with moral guidance their crutch
this is truly the holy book of the living dead
I feel compelled to atonement for every page I've read
this is truly the source from which all hatred is fed
the most divisive and ignorant text I've ever read
incest, sacrifice, animal and human alike
prostitution, false prophesy, truth made into a mockery
sexism and phobia, lies against science and history
mass genocide and racial pride, all within these pages lie
in the bible black (a plagiarized text)
the bible black (a bloodletting fest)
a plagairized text (the curse of an age)
a bloodletting fest (and we all must be saved)
we have all been force-fed (the lies we’ve been fed)
your humanity is bled (from the book of the dead)
by the bible black (the bible black)
by the bible black (the bible black)
burn the book, dissect the lie
cut the head off from the serpent and the serpent dies
break the chains, the serpent will speak no more
trace the evil of Christianity to it's source
this ethically bankrupt manifesto of more than dubious authorship
this discredited composition, I refuse the poisoned word it gives
for those who've turned off their own instinct for what is right and what is wrong
you're a danger to yourself and others, and in this world you don't belong
this divine conglomerate of conflicting values which confounds only, not confirms
this ghost-authored text from disassociated imposters, teaches not, only unlearns
for those who've denied their sovereign right: be your own judge, rule your own life
you're a failure for a human being, and in this world you won't survive
this curse, lift it from me
every word and every page, dripping disease
hypocrisy, internally contradictory
this is the doctrine of the deceived
bound in human fear, inked in our own blood
engraved in our culture, stigma poisons our thoughts
and the result is a people who depend on the Church
the blind are leading the blind with moral guidance their crutch
uproot the chains of false upbringing, we ask for more
than the father, son, spirit and the blessed whore
it's the curse of an age
and we all must be saved
2. Coronation
3. Dawn of a Dark Age
4. Embodiment of all that is Not
5. Battle Hymn (For the Eight Crusades)
6. 14th Century Apocalypse
7. Profane Grace
8. Trudenhaus
9. Act of Faith
Act of Faith (Auto 'da Fe) lyrics: Blasphyre 1995/1998/2002, music: Sovereign V. 2002
"A coin in the coffer rings, a soul from purgatory springs."
clergy marching through the streets while innocents are suffering
the selling of indulgence, profiting from fear and shame
but no Novena Pennance of silver or gold will save your soul from me
Malleus Mallificarum, guide my soul, guide my hands
by this inquisition free our people, free our lands
from this infection, heathendom, intolerable Craft
a society turned on itself, consumed in God's wrath
as I walk through the valley in the shadow of death
the flames growing stronger, conceal my final breath
I'll bear witness to death which ignorance brings
as you send the whole world up in smouldering flames
the world ignited by hate, suspend all disbelief
processions marching through the streets, compelled by the Act of Faith
all the experts agree and fear rules the day
we'll all end up in ashes, in Hell or in flames
the verdict on which they have decided
at the stake, your soul and flesh shall be ignited
the world ignited by hate, suspend all disbelief
processions marching through the streets compelled by the act of faith
all the experts agree, and fear rules the day
ashes to ashes, belief to bigotry
as I walk through the valley in the shadow of death
the flames growing stronger, conceal my final breath
as God's most righteous and virtuous men live spirit-filled and free from sin the Church living proof that even God sins, as another evils waiting to begin
red hot needles, buried alive, the Church creates more ways to die
poisoning, hung and drawn, execution on a public platform
dunking booth, bound and cast, starving slow or suffocating fast
innocent blood upon their stage, murderous in their 'godly' ways
burn........
burn........
burn........ rise, from the gates of Hell
witches come to cast their spell
burn........ in the fires, forever dwell
burn, witch, burn........
your sentence has been passed
to the fires of Hell, you've been cast
eternal pain, forever last
burn, witch, burn........
"A coin in the coffer rings, a soul from purgatory springs."
clergy marching through the streets while innocents are suffering
the selling of indulgence, profiting from fear and shame
but no Novena Pennance of silver or gold will save your soul from me
Malleus Mallificarum, guide my soul, guide my hands
by this inquisition free our people, free our lands
from this infection, heathendom, intolerable Craft
a society turned on itself, consumed in God's wrath
the world ignited by hate, suspend all disbelief
processions marching through the streets compelled by the act of faith
all the experts agree, and fear rules the day
ashes to ashes, belief to bigotry
as I walk through the valley in the shadow of death
the flames growing stronger, conceal my final breath
as just another evil is waiting to begin
the Church tries to hide that even their God sins
10. Bitter Harvest
11. Born Enslaved
Born Enslaved
music: The Shape 2003, lyrics: I.N.R.I. 2003
every breath we take is a sin and every word we speak is a sin
every step we take is a sin and every day we awake is in sin
and in if we succumb, for we are home and free
in sin we found what you failed to give us
in this, our new life, we are fortunate to bear witness
to this devouring.... the devouring of Christ
today I had a vision of all things yet unseen
the beauty of your God's world in flames surrounding me
Hell's fires burn brighter as Jehovah's flock kneel to pray
the fallen now laughing at the cowardice of the saved
fuck your god.... fuck your Christianity
your blind ignorance.... will be the downfall of humanity
but where is this God? why does he not show himself to me?
so pure and righteous, yet in his name you've commited atrocities
we've been punished for who we are, not things we've done wrong
perpetrating our aggressions on the so-called Son of God
two thousand years of terror, anger and shame
your lust widens, along with our disdain
your judgement day has come to pass yet here we still remain
the question you have yet to answer, who have you saved?
to prove yourself as a God, that is where you failed
when, by your so-called creation known as man, you were nailed
you died for all our sins, it says so in your bible
so why is it that we're all still being held liable?
is it because you're a lie, a fraud, a myth, or that you don't even exist?
or simply that you're too afraid, or just don't give a shit?
an egotistical king, with a kingdom full of fools
overthrown by the dominance of those who refused you
no truth, no savior, no pearly gates
just bodies of the dead, of the born to be slaves
no truth, no savior, no pearly gates
just bodies of the dead, of the born to be slaves
we storm the gates of Heaven, laughing as angels flee
we trample over the corpses of those we've slaughtered unmercifully
bodies set ablaze, the gates of Heaven torched
the stench of Hell remains in this Paradise scorched
every breath we take is a sin, every step we take is in sin
every word we speak is a sin, and every day we awake is in sin
cold dead heart, meant for saving
ripped from a God, not worth praising
our vengeance descending, flames getting higher
the stench of the saved, who's skin's set to fire
Christ kneels before me in pain, as the last of his servants' blood drains
begging for mercy, trying to plead with the deranged
the creator, now crying, wiping away bloody tears
orgasming violently, as he's sliced from ear to ear
no truth, no savior, no pearly gates
just bodies of the dead, of the born to be slaves
no truth, no savior, no pearly gates
just bodies of the dead, of the born to be slaves
we storm the gates of Heaven, laughing as angels flee
we trample over the corpses of those we've slaughtered unmercifully
bodies set ablaze, the gates of Heaven torched
the stench of Hell remains in your Paradise scorched
12. The Unspoken Truth
13. Heir to the Throne
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