Raiment of the Unclean

A testimony from a warped perspective carried down Bathed in the blood of any who would dare oppose Sustaining a 1600 year shifting empire Bow before the holy throne Before the altar, suffer for the cross Jehovah so hates you, you made him commit suicide You were born to die and anguish in between Now get back down on your fucking knees Cancer of the mind and you were born to rot Tumorous infections upon your very reasoning You cling to your bigotry and your fairy tales The unclean raiment, in which you still believe The pompousness you so assume in the name of Christ That in the company of demons, you invoke his name to save your life If that day should come, and fell beings you may behold Your final thought betrayal as they eat your screaming soul Your prophecy of persecution will soon come true As the world around grows weary of you They’ll come with fire and with the rope As the chapels burn in the night sky