Hallowed Terror

And so it shall be nailed deep into the heart’s of man
Through the incandescent grace of the sinistral divine

I am he, the blade of hamartia
Black Holy Faith
I am he, the call of transgression
Holy Terror made flesh

Behold now as the frmament trembles
Lamenting in the light of a most seditious star

Hallowed Terror Incarnate
Anointed by the mark of sanguine’s holy touch
The shrill piercing howling mirth of the wicked
Impenitent lusts of sanctity inversed

Devour the fesh of your bastard sons
And feast from the limbs of your harlot daughters
In acts of self-flagellation another rupture for the accursed flesh

Looming in predation
And ensnaring the broken will
With a seed to germinate
In the verminous flth
No mercy
No surrender

Blessed are those who seek degradation
And hold a razor to kindred throats
Blessed are those with tongues of injustice, they who revel in trepidation

Not to abide
And Not to follow
Never in Vain
Forever damned
No mercy
No fucking surrender