Psalm 1 'The Blessing'



The Priest:

Confess your sins to God, don't be afraid.

Just like me of flesh and blood you're

made. I can heal your wounds and cleanse

your soul, but never return all those

lives you stole.

The Witch:

'You can burn in hell'

The Preacher:

God gives you shelter at heavens shore,

abandon your thoughts to the mighty.

Into the chapel of holyness, live for the

sacred empire, engender the Enigma.

The Unorthodox:

Sacerdotal majesty, a recreant nonentity?

Do you remember when you said.

The Priest:

I can heal the dead.

The Unorthodox:

Paroxysmal ecstacy, dementia or deity?

Sapless you are crawling, to confess

your sins?



Psalm 2 'Celestial Dissension'



The further side, a confounded lie,

panegyration a reunion of riddles? The

sorrow, the funeral truth, mentally

fraud wih pseudo relics, enigma, unholy,

ungodly, commander of the regeneration.

Insidious and caught, implored by disgra-

ce. Inhumation... The burial of man. Con-

fession... Unify all evil. Deep inside, the

unknown quest, the sphere is so depres-

sed, a harp with broken strings, and the gro-

und, this mazy world do still exist, the

ghouls arise from the mist. Renascent

through the holy scripture, submission

to what for us is illusion. From the tene-

brous depths of history, who will divulge

the mystery. Unguiculated, unholy,

ungodly, commander of the regenerati-

on, insidious and caught, implored by dis-

grace, inhumation... The burial of man,

comfession... Unify all evil.



Psalm 3 'The Loss of Hallowed Life'



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