Abysmal Torment - Host Of The Swine

BLINDED AUTOMATA HANDS JOINED IN REVERENCE
KNEELING MINDLESSLY BUT NEVER UNDERSTANDING

HOW FRUITLESS, ENTANGLED IN LAYERS OF SYMBOLISMS
PRETENDING TO BRIBE THE ARCANE FIRE WITH EMPTY CHANTS

CONSECRATED BREAD ROTTING WITH THEIR BODIES
THE TEMPLE OF THE UNIVERSE THEY FAIL TO KNOW

AND PURITY CLAIMING TO EMBODY JUST FOR BELONGING
TO ONE OF THE UNTOLD HORDES OF SECTARIAN SCUM

HOST OF THE SWINE - SACRILEGIOUS CRIME
HOST OF THE SWINE - PERVERSION DIVINE

WE WILL TEAR OPEN THE THROATS OF THOSE WHO COWER
IN THE DARKNESS OF THEIR ACCEPTED IGNORANCE
WE SHALL TRAMPLE OVER EVERY FALSE ICON OF GOD
BATE YOURSELF IN LIVING LIGHT OR IN YOUR OWN BLOOD
CURSE THE HOST OF THE SWINE, HURL AWAY THE GOBLET OF WINE
DRINK FROM THE CHALICE OF LIGHT, CONSUME THIS COSMIC MIGHT

HOST OF THE SWINE

FOR THOSE WITH EYES TO SEE
FOR THOSE WITH EARS TO HEAR

FOR THOSE WITH EYES TO SEE, LET THEM BEHOLD
THOSE WHO REFUSE LET THEM INCUR THE MIRTH OF SAINTS
FOR THOSE WITH EARS TO HEAR, LET THEM RECEIVE
THOSE WHO REFUSE LET THEM BE CAST IN THE VOID

BESTOWER OF KNOWLEDGE
SPLENDOR BEHIND THE SUN
LUCIFER LOGOS CHRISTOS
ARCAN LUMINARIS