Two thousand fattened years like maniacs

Have despoiled our common grave

Now what necrophagous Second Coming backs

From the cradle to enslave?



Sickle constellations

Stud the velts that welt the sku

Whilst the Bitter winter moon

Prowls the clouds, dead,eyed

Like shifting parent flesh

Under silk matricide...



Watchful as she was upon Eden

Where every rose arbour and orchard she swept

hid the hissing of a serpent Libido

In an ancient tryst with catastrophe

Soon to be kept



Hear that hissing now on the breeze

As through the plundered groves of the carnal garden

A fres horror blows

But ten billion souls

Are blind to see the rotting wood for the trees



This is the theme to a better Armageddon

Nightchords rake the heavens

Pandaemonaeon



And what use are prayers to that ´god´?

As devils bay concenus for the space to piss

On your smouldering faith

And the the mouldering face

Of this world long a paradise lost



This is the end of everything

Hear the growing chora that a new dawn shall bring



Dance macabre ´neath the tilt of the zodiac

Now brighter stars shall reflect on our fate

What sick activities will be freed when those lights burn black?

The darkside of the mirror always threw our malice back...



I see the serpentine in your eyes

The nature of the beast as revelations arrive



Our screams shall trail to Angels

For those damned in flames repay

All sinners lose their lot on Judgement Day

We should have cut our losses as at Calvary

But our hearts like heavy crosses held the vain belief

Salvation, like a promised nation

Gleamed a claim away...



This is the end of everything you have ever known

Buried like vanquished reason

Death in season

Driven like the drifting snow



Peace, a fragile lover, left us fantasising war

On our knees or another fucker´s shore

Heiling new flesh

Read, then roared

To a crooked cross and a Holy Cause

What else be whipped to frenzy for?



This is the end of everything

Rear the tragedies

That the Seraphim shall sing



Old adversaries

Next of Eve

Now they´re clawing back

I smell their cumming

As through webbed panes of meat

Led by hoary Death

They never left

Dreaming sodomies

To impress on human failure

When we´ve bled upon our knees



Tablatures of gravel law

Shall see Gehennag paved

When empires fall

And nightmares crawl

From the cradle to enslave...



This is the end of everything