Melting into the crowd, the basaclica

the bells of rome proclaming

in the mid-day heat



"Hosanna! Holy Father! Benedictus!"

the face of a man who never considered an angel...



sint mihi dei acherontis propitii, valeat

numen triplex jehovae

may the gods of acheron look with favour upon me

away with the spirit of the three fold Jehovah



a sleep like the ages

a sleep like death

like gog and magog

blood flowing like dreams



black stole and black chasuble. black cope

angelic perfection

perfect pope murder



pre-sanctification

Hell. God. Devil. Amen. Hey.



a sleep like the ages

a sleep like death

like gog and magog

blood flowing like dreams



pre-sanctification

Hell. God. Devil. Amen. Hey.



hereupon, I defy God and his Christ

the angels of heaven

rejecting all that lives in gods name



death is meaningless, pain is endless

satanic succubus



profane, deranged

we descend into the catacombs...