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CALVARY

by PROPHETIC SCOURGE

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1.
THE PENITENT Confrere De La Misericorde Bearing the weight of the Calvary Stone Weighing the feet of the Pilgrims in turn Scaring the Infidels, weight bearing down Buried inside where no reason abides, in the Brain, in the Jaw The burden, holy and pure. Bearing the weight of the Calvary Stone Placing your confusion into the hands of God Waiting to confess and all impulses innocent Weaving your contrary nature in the Cloth Worn upon the Flesh of Sorrow Thy time is nigh, your soul abide, your will will yield To sorrowful crime. By time, realised, your fearful sight would reveal this sacred Rot Will burned away by the Prophetic Scourge Burned away to a hollow portal Coalesced with this Sapphic urge Never to forget the art of Plato Truth revealed in this millenial soul Racing through the taste of its body's waste Willing to attest to this heartfelt torture Never to be ready in this tunneled place Willing to be burdened by this Darkened Daughter Truth revealed in this millenial hole Wakened, my body burns for lips and tongue As my body writhes, my soul decries this Heathen Paeon As my body turns, my soul returns to complete this poem As my body dies, writ across the skies, my need is burnt Burdened in your name, you'll see naught Destiny, you'll feel what horror is life Bloody day, rot Plaguing your belief is grief and fear of God Waiting for relief but only cutting in yourself Waiting to confess I reached this Path Untrod Waiting to confess the horror I've awakened, this Holy Act abayed, I seek its shelter You really asked me to complete, this furious Nefarious and disobeyed, your secret shadow Floating upon Acheron's waves, your secret Shall in the knowledge of the light of all hope as you pray, until complete is the Abyss of the Sun Your fury is so hot I but hinder Your animosity flows in a way, that it reaches the Heat of the Son Burning all off but the Worried Sinner Fey, your knowledge in this day, you feel this shudder Compartemented, on display, you will become Obsessed in pardon and escape, your disorder, your folly will betray'n Heathen Tongue Never to completely live: a bleak shadow Never to completely leave allegiance Never to completely live: your bleak shadow Never to completely leave your legions Never be complete, you'll never pray with your full soul and listen Waiting in the prison that you'll never leave in heart Waiting to complete this sacred Psalm and if thy soul will listen 'Twill never be replete as is this sacred soldier Burdened, my body yearns, for whips and tongs As my body writhes, my soul denies this Heathen Paeon As my body burns, my soul returns to complete this poem As my body lies, writ across the skies, my need is burnt Burdened in your name, you'll see what horror is life Bloody day, as I sleep in rot, shadows rode the feelings of The Sabbath God's difference from your Ein-Sof The righteous feel of pain, nothing to relieve you of all of the feelings of gothic hearth To never want again, taken in the Calvary of…. Placing your confusion into the hands of God Waiting to confess and all impulses innocent Weaving your contrary nature in the Cloth Worn upon the Flesh of Sorrow !
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THE WITCHFINDER Until Your Flesh Departs I am the fire, I am the flame I am the Soul of Justice Come to burn your pagan sins away I am the fire, yes, I am the flame I am the Solar Justice Come to burn your pagan skins away Burn in my holy flame, until your flesh departs Burn in my holy reign, until your body's dark Rot, Rape You are with the heathens now Burning Away in my holy flames, until your flesh departs Burn in my holy reign, until your body's dark You are with the heathens now; burning up Your Body Cold and your secret yearning for Lust, Rape, Burn, Fire Bodies will suffer the fate that your soul decrees Bodies will suffer and so is your hate A Reflection of a soul full of fantasies Trust in your Brothers Burning away Lust, Hate Rot, Rape Burning your sins away In my holy flame, until your flesh depart Burn in my holy reign, until your body dark You are with the heathens now, Burning away in my holy flames, until your Sex depart Everybody ought to flee the Shadows Everybody ought to fear the Sun Everybody ought be filled with pain That will complete them now Everybody ought to hear the Shadows Everybody ought to heed the Son Everybody ought to feel the pain That you would bring them now. You make laws of scripture, out of frustration Hasten the Apocalypse that'll see your Jesus Christ undone Bury your resentment, in a Shallow Grave Hasten the apocalypse with every Lust Filled Flame You make laws of scripture, out of frustration Hasten the Apocalypse, now see your Jesus Christ undone Bury your resentment, in a Shallow Grave Hasten the apocalypse with every Lust Filled Flame Now you'll know what your evil fate Feelings of your jealousy If body is in vain Fading sensability When Witch Hunters get the fate they deserve When their bodies do rot, sent to the Satan they serve Throughout History they would forment the Lie In pursuit of their Fate, many others would die Rot, Rape Lust, Hate Burning your sins away Liberate Tutemet Ex Inferis
3.
THE FLAGELLANT Whipping To Epiphany Your body holds the Sulfur Key Wreathed in shadows Through pain your soul forgets feeling Yearning inside This fire of the soul verily Claims dark marrow (and) Reveals what Heavenly Bodies forsake Ten thousand lies are all it takes You deal in bloody stakes The fire of your pain Reveals what Heavenly Bodies forsake You would feel nothing waiting for the dreams to come Whipping to epiphany Your body holds the Sulfur Key Wreathed in shadows Your faith beholds the suffering Burning in hide The fire of your hate verily Wreathed in shadows Reveals what's dead as your body cremates You who feel nothing wade into your inner soul Whipping to epiphany Burning whole Life fearing nothing Waiting 'till your dreams become Knives turning the skin Turning Whipping up a slaughter Whipping as a safety Whipping up a belief Whipping through thee now Whipping up a slaughter till your evil can become the compensation of your reason as you reave into your soul Your soul decries, and with the spirit Your body dies You masturbate to pain, believing in the Son You face this Wall revealed, you fear this War begun Your folly mastered now, your folly wreathed in Blood Red shadows You master pain believing now White are your tears Widen this hole that your soul reveals And this spirit What Light would appear if Body and soul justly suffer Wading down into your inner core Pained body revealed, never again to be sore Removing the flesh, as the underside of your skin is revealed, never again to be hide White are your fears Widen this hole until you suffer no tears With the spirit Would you rise above the feeling If body and soul just suffer now Wading down into your inner soul Your body revealed, never again to be whole Relieveing the flesh from the underside The sin you reveal, never again will you hide You would feel nothing wade into your inner soul Whipping to epiphany You coud feel nothing, waiting for your dreams to come Ripping to epiphany Whipping to unleash the freezing sight Turn off all the sins revealed in Night Whipping to complete fulfilment in you.
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THE MEDIUM A Spider Goddess Is Revealed Everybody pray And make a show of unity I see A Spider God inside of me You'll feel This cyanide pill I see Hypocrites Only yourselves to blame You turned away And then betrayed How many bodies will it take Your soul to break And be revealed Everybody prey And make a show of agony I feel A Spider Goddess is revealed You see This finite will Of the Hypocrisy finely shelled out As everybody samples of their vile secretions The Spider Goddess' minions all avoid detection Everbody knows, in their bloody shows Her name is Medium And you fear Fear it now As you scream Scream it loud As you feel What she wants you to feel Chant her name: Medium Everybody knows but you'll be solenmly betrayed And if you really wanted to know then you'd be so devoid of hate That if you saw them, the horror The teat of suckled God You will be feeding One hundred and thirty two Children of heaven One hundred and thirty two One hundred thousand years since painting hit the wall Your fear betrayed you 'til she claimed a pedestal Far up above us, she is wreathed in shining light Your fear is of Her now Medium's oversight Admist the souls in agony I see Her rot will spread inside of me I see Despising thee And Me Gone is redemption She's waiting below She's wreathed in unholy flame God of deception She's waiting below Waiting for fear's slop And ever degrading you Gone is redemption She's waiting below Listen, and you'll partake of fear's slop You'll pray but you'll never get out from under her now Not a lot Renaissance Will you feel And reveal Time has wrought Heaven's rot As this face Is revealed It is sought A Dreadnought Unity: Not alot Embrace the teething sow Your fear revealing now That it's devoured the sun One hundred thousand years since painting hit the wall Your fear betrayed you 'til she claimed a pedestal Far up above us, she is wreathed in shining light Your fear is of Her now Medium's oversight You pig of disorder Not a lot Renaissance You will feel And reveal Time has wrought Heaven's rot As this face Is revealed It is sought A Dreadnought Unity: Not alot You fear to embrace the sun Common fear of everyone You fear it's now begun I won't miss you You won't listen You can reap your suckled slop Everyone has fled the sun And you keep feeding your fucking God This is reason And you prefer your realm of shadow You've got your Medium Now you'll go the way of Sodom
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THE HIEROPHANT Bringing Lost Sheep Back To The Fold God's Apocraphy And all the Fears we based it on Sent a soul to me Filled with doubt in Priestly Robes Return the purpose Of this priestly calling This uncertain Scholar implores thee Branded by doubt, burdened by pain, hearing the Call of some form of blasphemy Burning in the fire, pain and flesh conspire, bearing the pain of my Secret Desire Bringing lost sheep back to the fold Body will yearn to fill this Hole Everybody's talking, now the time has come Everbody's mocking never should've begun Everybody's talking, now the time is come To mock the faith that is now tearing me asunder Everybody's mocking, never should've begun Please release my vow, end the plague of these feelings now, in the fires of hell Everybody's talking, now the time is come Everybody's mocking, never should've begun You believe me now, end the plague of these feelings now, in the fires of hell I will seek out, in my estranged life, a way to set me free (of) endless strife, if only I could ply a different trade, be one with these feelings, deep inside me Wakened in the fire, I painfully desire, fear of body's claim and my dreams of him conspire. Burdened as a Station, of loving's limitation, quaking in the fear of this Secret Damnation. And over, and over, and over again, I will have to see him, strife will never end Quaking from the feelings, nights staring at ceilings, waiting and fearing and oh God! And over, and over, and over again, why can I not sleep, why I must depend Damned in fear's creation, love's abomination, chained in the fear of this secret's creation Then, I will seek out, in my estranged life, a way to set me free (of) endless strife, if only I could ply a different trade, be one with these feelings, deep inside me Saintly purpose To defeat corruption You will feel and you will kneel and face your sin your soul revealed Let it come, this sickness in you Let it come, this feeling now Let it come, this Solemn Day Let it go, my soul to prey Return the purpose Of this Priestly Calling You would feel and he would kneel, his face in sin, his whole revealed as satan, in your soul As he turns away and feels your Sin invade him whole. Branded by doubt, burdened by pain, hearing the Call of some form of blasphemy Burning in the fire, pain and flesh conspire, bearing the pain of your Secret Desire Bringing lost sheep back to the fold Body will yearn to fill this Hole You will know, everybody's talking, you will be, now the time is come You will know, everybody's mocking, you'll obey, branded by the Sun For Oblivion, end the plague of your feelings now, in the fires of hell Everybody's talking, everybody knows To mock the faith that is now tearing me asunder You will know, everybody's talking, you'll obey, branded by the Son Pure Oblivion, end the plague of these feelings now, in the fires of hell I will seek out, in my estranged life, a way to set me free (of) endless strife, if only I could find a World of Hate, be one with these feelings, deep inside me....
6.
THE ALCHEMIST Caging The Homunculi (In Water At Box) Bear the agony of fate Now everybody will know that a void your soul ate Now everybody will know of your sorrow and hate Now everybody will know of your mind's Segregation Buried in a place of listeners As your fate is decreed, you rot and discover Worming down your early brain A most blatant asynchronous blunder Worming down your vertebrae With a great asynchronous sunder A degraded, tainted seneschal A most blatant asynchronous sangre Now revealed your sorrow As lead painted in gold Your body decays On this dark crimson As your body and soul overlay Now relieved of sorrow As pain tainted in gold Your body will stay Endlessly crimson As your body and soul overlay Now relive your sorrow For all they'll ever know Your body will lay On this dark crimson As your body and soul undecay Reveal the power housed inside You wield the power over life Here in a time of fear and strife A dark imperfect soul You have caged the Homunculi The degraded, tainted seneschal Of your body and soul overlaid Waiting to believe in In this body's sin And in this Lapis Nostre Waiting to believe me now Waiting to bereave him, end this bodies' sin Reveal this Lapis Nostre Never to believe thee now Visita Interiora Terrae Rectificando Invenies Occultum Lapidem Burn in a fire of your own design Your body twisted, and now is a sign Completed, conceited Never betrayed the sacred Completely unseemly Distil the pained formula Your fear resists this order You're tainted and twisted You fear is in disorder Your tainted and twisted Result And using pain as your prophecy Your magic gone and never ready to become As all you really want is come and then you suffocate No purpose No feelings As you became unseated God fearing, blood searing You failed to see Formulae
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THE APOSTATE Enlightening Inviting Denial You reveal what you feel deep inside Feel your body hardening as their sacred souls do scream Whipping up the faces of your secret Shadow Preying upon the weak among the masses Taking up the lead as a most Sacred Soldier Leaving mercy raped upon the ashes Waiting for completion of this sacred Shadow Eliminate the weak among the masses Carrying out the mission of the Sacred Soldier Trying to reap nought but ashes Enlightening Inviting Denial Hating their Islam To complete what was never begun Rimproshe's knowledge betrayed Hating their Islam To complete what was never begun Rimproshe's knowledge betrayed Hate impedes this sacred soldier Proudly done Immolation drowning the Sun Everybody stays, forever slaves Wedded to your secret Shadow Burning to compete Sharia Universal apeasement In your bid for the sword of destiny never know, never grow Craving the completion of Universal apeasement In your bid to decide what's darker Ashes sown, hate'll grow Beating down, twisted decay, If everybody knows, bids start with the scarlet martyr And if you know, it's Apostasy, then everyone knows to stop till a martyr's scarlet Waiting 'till completion of Universal apeasement In your bid for the sword of destiny never know, never grow Craving the completion of Universal apeasement In your bid to decide what's darker Ashes sown, hate'll grow Hidden in the shadows now You fear no evil, evil shall Insinuously crop the weak Fearing not The Apostate You're spurious with fury, proceed with jealousy Your fury is returning, to kill your spirit's steed Lock and stock your spirits mocked Wayward steed, seeking trocked in For blood apostasy, feelings of antipathy Your story stopped by your faking, your Secret Soul of hatred, your fury is unsated Whipping up the faces of your secret Shadow Preying upon the weak among the masses Taking up the lead as a most Sacred Soldier Leaving mercy raped upon the ashes Waiting for completion of this sacred Shadow Eliminate the weak among the masses Carring out the mission of the Sacred Soldier Trying to reap nought but ashes Hating their Islam To complete what was never begun Rimproshe's knowledge betrayed Hate impedes this sacred soldier Proudly done Immolation drowning the Sun Everybody stays, forever slaves Wedded to zealous folly Your Sacred Sinner's Secret Soul revealed Death in thine eyes Enlightening Inviting Denial
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THE CULTIST The Rise of the Great Lord Cthulhu Breach of the sun, raping your brain Killing the modicum of the reason you are sane Breaking your mind's guard; reason is undone You will never face the results of what you've done Now is the time come, you'll be unrestrained Kill all those fucking cunts and all their efforts are in vain When here in you're mind's eye, you are blight Absolution is a vain thought, an illusion left to fight You lie! Decide! Now! I feel their escaping life, fire fading from their eyes. Even though you'll feel defiled You can't break it Even though you'll be defiled You can't break it, even if you wanted, you're degraded You'll send those you fucking hate to rot! Kill the motherfuckers, abolish them from your sight You need a reason to liberate his rotting soul Your obligation is to do this or never again will you be whole Cthulhu, rise above and devastate this earth I require the Solace of your Shadow When you rise, I'll bequeath my immortal soul to you And rape, kill, torture, burn these innocents' lives: in his burning flame Hope to see them die Lord Cthulhu Rise And burn them in your Unholy Flame Now face the burning sky, in his putrid flame Conquer by his side, battle him in vain Rape them all Lord Rape them all Rape them with the breaking sun Your dark reign of evil come Now you know who is to blame, it's me beyond the grave In mystical black horror, you're held in pain bleached sorrow You'll know and feel what it's like, be drenched in guilt and spite Your repenting all in vain Rape them all Lord, rape them now Rape the soil, rape the ground Rape the starlight, rape the towns Rape the world Lord, rape them now Rise above them Lord, drown them in your burning rain Rip the sun asunder, their great works in vain Rise above them all Lord and rip their world Asunder Rise above them all Lord You will kneel and you will see our Cthonic Messiah Cthulhu shall rise again.... Divided/United I have become

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