Tearing The Veil From Grace

<br>Biblical choirs soar beyond veiled light<br>A swansong for ravens trapped flapping in night<br><br>A tragic yet magickal fall from grace<br>Too awful to taste for the led and the chaste<br>Those whose long fetters are addressed to all saints<br><br>Free shining souls torn from Giod`s given Reich<br>Defiled, reviled, exiled from sight<br><br>And Hell knows we sought victory<br>Chancing the leash<br>But when bad die were cast<br>We were cast down to die<br>A steeple of needles thrust into our eyes<br>So scholars might say we were blinded by pride<br>Like the sin of Our Father (and the whims of our kind)<br>Whom in Isaiah and Midian thrived<br>Regaining His sights for the storming of skies...<br><br>And after descenturies have crawled, vilified<br>Our dark harkened day on spread wing now arrives<br><br>For eternity is a coprophagic<br>Backward figure head<br>Gorging on Her own bitter end<br>And We have eaten shit<br>Until we`re close to addicts<br>Now grime is running out<br>For us to make amends<br><br>To retake what once was lost<br>To exalt our throne above the stars of God<br><br>"To throw our fuck into gates and guts<br>Of a severed neverland<br>Where we, the damned<br>Once pleasured ran<br>Like seamen from the phallus sea"<br><br>Atrocious oceans must be crossed<br>To exalt our throne above the stars of God<br><br>The thirteenth sign of the Zodiac climbs<br>Cowled and scythed to snuff the sunrise...<br><br>Throwing shades of war before like prophecy<br>Nightbreed freed from the vasty deep<br>...Nasty reap of freaks forsaken<br>And when sultry Dusk disrobes they`ll learn<br>She is not a natural blonde<br>For the lower She goes the darker it grows<br>An Eve that blows on Her knees for Satan<br><br>Fellated Satan<br>Screams congeal in clotted pearl<br>As He unfurls from aching hibernation<br><br>Stormbringer drums thunder to full Dis orchestra<br>As lighting streaks with fire<br>Black clouds that shroud the Earth<br>Whose cold breasts have held us in scar pillories<br>But now the Sun is loath to come<br>The crescent moon is freed...<br><br>Elated Satan<br>The scimitar slash to the undergash<br>Of Heaven too slight for penetration<br><br>We strike as wolves from the thickening fog<br>To exalt our throne ove the stars of God<br>Lowly holy goats bare the brunt<br>Of rabid dogmas on a stellar bearhunt<br>Bastioned in citadels and monastic cells<br>that smell of blessed cunt<br>Like a convent where crosses rust<br>From thirty dirty habits of shaved nun<br>There where deeper needs are begged of lust<br>And cess and less impress enough<br><br>Obtaining the ord of Our Gaurdian, Anger<br>And Death`s tunnel vision<br>Bad thing in collision<br>The locking of eyes and jagged antler<br><br>Unpicking the seams of fate sewn over dreams<br>Feasting from throats of celestial theives<br><br>And God knows we seek victory<br>Now that we are unleashed<br>To drive nails home of blind faith through those<br>Who drove us from error to terror below<br>Refugees clung to a crown furred in flies<br>Tarred with red honey, the plaster<br>Of many a spire that aspired to rise<br>Seeking Messiahs that by us soon die...<br><br>In the start like a cast<br>In morality plays<br>Our hearts wore a mask<br>Of dead rooks in the rain<br>The World was our cloister<br>No prayer, bent in shame<br>Our once lucent plumage<br>Stung with horn withered grey...<br>and away...<br>As Aeons slew so we grew to myth<br>Revenge accrued to a monolith<br>Bursting through from our roofed abyss<br>Like an aether greased fist<br>Now vulvite gates are so sorely missed<br>Our horror pours through the orifice<br>Where once the spheres and archangels kissed<br>Phallelujah!<br><br>Fellated Satan<br>His coming assails<br>The Night In Gales<br>That bewail turned tides<br>That engulf their nation<br><br>Now divintity is a worm ridden mouth<br>In a darkened high house<br>Overrun by disease<br>So let the truth be wrung<br>That the Banished Ones intent<br>On reinstatement have won<br><br>We breathe by virtue of their rot<br>Now our souls exult above the stars of God