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Under the Moon, We Stand
04:50
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The sickness is felt
Under Christian rule
Their prophets are false
Their teachings are for fools
The usurpers must die
At our hands
The eastern ways must end
To liberate our land
Raise your blades
For the defence of our nation
To repel the hordes
Sent to us from their God
The lambs, of God
Shall perish at our hands
And with their bones
We shall rebuild our land
Slaughter the sheep
Then their shepherd
Resist their curse
To forsake our home
The blood shall flow
And they shall fall
And under the moon
We shall stand tall
The cross shall burn
With unholy solar flares
And the dark, descends
All across the land
The rats, shall run
But no escape is found
And slaughter begins
And they’re buried underground
As we kill we show no mercy
None of them survive
And we’re laughing as we watch the
Life bleed from their eyes
Slaughter the lambs of god
We will kill them all
Under our flag
Stand as one
Under the glow
Of the moon
The Christian shall fear
The coming Solstice
And they’ll follow christ
With death by crucifixion
Death to the prophets
Eradicate their teachings
Unholy power
Flows through purified veins
Smash their churches
And every place of worship
Their books will be kindling
For the pyre of the pious
Freed at last
From the chains
Of the parasites
That warped the minds
Of so many
For so long
Now under the moon
We stand strong
Under the moon
We stand strong
Under the moon
We stand strong
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2. |
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In the squalor
Of a dirty back alley
A gathering commences
Of societal outcasts.
The band is playing
The crowd is swaying
The fools and freaks
Begin their dances
Nobles dressed
In womens clothes
Dance with lepers
Through opium smoke
A legless man
Is carried to bed
By an obese lady
With two fucking heads.
The blind man is singing
The deaf man can’t hear
He’s busy with staring
At a three-breasted whore
And the conductors instruction
Can’t reach the band
He’s only three foot
So they can’t see his hand.
Hidden in their
Secret party
The freaks drink heavy
And start to get hearty
The outside world
Has no want for them
So they make do
With others more like them
A writhing mass
Of Twisted bodies
And men in lingerie
Groping and crawling
Some limbs too many
Some not enough
All of them fighting
For some of the love
The band stops its tune
Joining the fray
Tearing off clothes
Some flesh comes away
The dance of the freaks
Is one of lust
For the pleasures denied
By the outside world
The days sunrise
Marks the end of the dance
And the patrons slink off
Back into obscurity
The alley falls silent
The smoke has dispersed
And life returns
The evidence disappeared
Hidden in their
Secret party
The freaks drink heavy
And start to get hearty
The outside world
Has no want for them
So they make do
With others more like them
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3. |
The Adulterer Mary
04:07
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SLUT!
In the barn,
Behind the house,
Lies the maiden,
The Mother of God, the Blessed Whore,
With a man, not her own.
Lifting her dress,
Inviting him in,
Scratching his back,
Bucking her hips, begging for more,
The Adulterer Mary, the Blessed Whore
The desert sun,
Reveals her crime
She knows too well
That they will kill her, stone her to death
Blunt force trauma, smashing her head
So she deceived them, Spreading a lie (Liar)
There was an angel, and my child’s God’s
My child’s holy, I’m not just a whore
Please do not kill me, He is our lord,
This bastard child will save us all
BLESSED WHORE
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First the sun shall rise
Half eclipse the moon
Ushering in the start
Of our unholy solstice
All across our land
The sun shall scorch the flesh
Of all those who stand
Against our mighty solstice
To all those who survive
A gift of life renewed
Of peace and prosperity
The scum has been removed
The shadow of the moon
Defends us from the rays
But the wretched filth
Aren’t as fortunate.
First their skin will melt
Then they burn to ash
And we’ll use the dust
To fertilize our fields
To all those who survive
A gift of life renewed
Of peace and prosperity
The scum has been removed
Sun, Moon
Solstice
Brings forth
The rebirth
Only our cult
Lives
Solar
And Lunar
Brings light
And darkness
Worship
Or perish
We praise
The Solstice
The long day
Is coming
And it
Will free us
From this existence
Breaking
Our chains
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J: Guitar
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