Orcustus Jesus Christ Patricide
And why is it in its wisdom to save
When it ridicules
Play out a pointless scheme
And from that imprison in eternity
Grand puppeteer
Holy mascot whose abode is nailed to hold
By litanies
Evoking omnipotent laughter
And from this laughter a glyph is made
And empowered
Set to strike at the gates of eden
Ignited with the baptism of hell
Infesting its meadow of ridiculous propositions
And poisoning its will to exist
Raping its seeds of procreation
Evil is the absence of god's presence in man
There is great fear
That he himself is "god"
Hence where would "god" be
If man himself was it
Murder your own soul
And retrieve the lost grand initiation through a baptism
Cleansing in the name of worthlessness
Murder your own to revive the darkness
What once was molested by the grace and goodwill
Of ytinaitsirhc
Mankind inhales the gift of life
Infuriated by the needle of s'avohej inquisition
The mouth of hell opens
