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Foul Parody Of The Lord's SupperMyth once told of an earth born King;
A liturgic bind of spirit and flesh
And so it is parable to those with strength;
The gallant psalms and pageantry are lost in space!
Foul Parody of the Lord's Supper
Foul Parody of the Lord's Supper
Kingdom Of Poisoned FruitsMice sip the clitoral discharge
That drips in red from her stagnant slit
On a silver tray she lays sodomized
Her weeping face symbolizes mankind
Norns take part in the espionage
Some tell of the fruitful kingdoms
Encircled by fantastic homages
On A Mule Rides The SwindlerDelivered from her guileful genitalia
Greedy tentmakers and soothsayers
Unleavened bread for seven days
Unclogging the birth canal
Oh, most merciful queen of life
Mother of harlots and stalkers
On the mule rides the swindler
The Bearded HustlersTo ridicule their false messiah
They spit on their own beards
They spit on their own hairy chests
Symbolic of their odium
Towards anything that’s non-Hebraic
To ridicule their false messiah
The Red HeiferSo loaded with justified guilt is the soul of the Yisrealites
That only the sacrifice of a cow may save them
Miasmic ritual of the Levi tribes
Opens the gate to a bygone era
Labor camp vultures plan to topple
The Dome of the Rock
The Slums Of JerusalemAshes... Ashes... We all fall down,
In ruins lies the Yahweh's Crown...
In Flames!
Unto the winds my hecatomb
A seed to be sown;
The scrap memories of Jerusalem
A reverie of shallow pith