Simony of Hollow Christs - Nekroí Theoí

«Shall we use Your Holy Shroud

To cover the most profane blood of our young?

Yes we shall

For the garb of His bride must remain white»

Woe is the word of the Law

And the Word was with God

And the Word was God

Let His bride be ever washed in the blood of her children

Let those who speak dissonance be silenced

Let their severance be as banal as The Word

This house shall remain

Shall grow

Let the children’s blood be its mortar

Invocated to metamorphosis

By those that feed on the petals that fall

From their split flesh

Cast out all dissent

And we shall grow mighty

Shall feed His toothy maw

And we feast on the scraps

Hosannah in the highest

We are blessed by your vomit

Under the banner of Jabez we forge our grand expansion

With the hollow husks of our excommunicated

We decorate our holy festival

Agnus Dei

Agnus Dei

Agnus Dei

We raise our hands to thee

No liturgy outlined

But these patterns are Holy

Banal inspiration

Banal worship

Banal communion

Banal Christ

Let us feed upon Him

Let us feed our convicted to Him

Let us drink of His blood

Let us bleed those who doubt

Christ of Corruption

Shall we use your Holy Shroud

To cover and mop the most vulgar blood of our young?

Yes, we shall

For the garb of His bride must remain white