Behemoth "He Who Breeds Pestilence" Songtext

He Who Breeds Pestilence

"God is absence.God is the solitude of man."[Jean-Paul Sartre]

inflict the seed ov Eve upon methe heritage ov Cain can't be undone'tis my rejection! 'tis my denial!that stirs with repulsive mortificationsthey attempted to deprive mefrom my odium ov chaosthey threw my wretched bodyinto rivers ov purgatoryfor such is a consequenceov my angelic natureabortion ov god in my leprous womb

soiled with the miasma ov the bleakest hemispherethe formless fires ov Amenti unfoldnot nearly as frenzy as discordia that breeds withinnot nearly as frenzy as disorder that I bringuniverse is drainedso is my heart......this earth grew weary and dullis it the renaissance ov my rigid existence?is there a future for me beyond the stars?

I drink to desolationI drink to your demisemonarch ov neglected kingdomoh great despiser ov life

et credo in serpentemmisterium mysteriorumin nomen eius Baphomet

hearken! My Ophitiesconsume the flesh and drink the bloodobtain communion with utmost disgracereject the benefits ov eucharistdisdain the lie!let you senses sharpenlet your eyes see in the boundless darkresist not radiant lightbe like comets slashing thru the vast skiesbe like ravening wolvesunchaining hearts

now drink to desolationdrink to god's demisemonarch ov neglected kingdomoh great despiser ov life

o leo et o serpensqui perditor perdessis valens nobiscum

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