Moralism As Anesthetic - Hiss From The Moat

Let me command Babylon

The capital of evilness sanctuary

Let the Jerusalem streets

Be covered from the children heart’s blood

I will cut god in two pieces

As the god Marduk did

I will bring chaos back

And make pain reign for eternity

I walk on the corpse

And command the virgin’s death

As I open my eyes, burn Jerusalem

And let the virgin die!

Let me command Babylon

The city of Beelzebub where flies are sacred insects

Let me be the head of the demons

And at my command, let the Jerusalem huts burn

I walk on the corpse

And command the virgin’s death

As I open my eyes, burn Jerusalem

And let the virgin fucking die!

Hail to chaos

Hail to the Babylon Patron

Hail to chaos

Hail to the Babylon Patron

Let me command Babylon

Let me command Babylon

As I open my eyes, burn Jerusalem

And let the virgin die!

As I open my eyes, burn Jerusalem

And let the virgin fucking die!

And let the virgin fucking die!