Jubilate Deo (O Be Joyful in the Lord) - Deathspell Omega

From the Thirteen Apostles men

Pregnant nymphets hast they become

Defiled with divine faeces;

Despicable rot, tortured flesh

Those eyes have witnessed

Organic procreation, mind-intromission;

There comes the salvation

Pubescent vaginas obstructed with the redeemer’s holy essence

Humanity reduced to its supreme worthlessness;

Children under His will, Ethic fulfilled

Those eyes were deceived

Little children, praise the Lord

Praise ye the Lord!

This is the day which He hath made;

All will rejoice and be glad in it

Born with the ability of begetting

Only but One gift were she granted

To excrete a new humanity unwanted

Reluctantly she — woman — loves the god of a creation within

Those eyes have binned

Praise the Lord in His benevolence

For the disadvantage and their simplicity

Rape, incest, and insouciance

Of a magnificent power of unforeseen despondency

Those eyes lied zealously

Praise Him for His blessed act

Praise ye the Lord!

This is the day which He hath made;

All will rejoice and be glad in it

Innocence sacrificed and heaven denied

Iniquity divine — no repentance — over mankind

Mind-raped, self-devoured, empty god-eyed

Transgression coercive, Redemption never to be found

Those eyes were blind

Under the altar of cannibalism

Man hast (thou) confessed the spiritual schism

And without pride mourned the loss of freedom

Our blessed Lord have condemned you to martyrdom

Those eyes saw wisdom

Praise the Lord, for He is glorious;

Praise ye the Lord!

This is the day which He hath made;

All will rejoice and be glad in it

Inter spem et metum

Inter spem et metum

Inter spem et metum

Inter spem et metum

Inter spem et metum

Inter spem et metum

Let everything that hath breath praise the Lord

Praise ye the Lord