Sleeping Throats Of The Antichrist

Vision granted of utter darkness by fervent heat, baptized in drought through
the catacombs of life, all nerves and minds thus dissolve
Sewn mouths now speaking of disfigured truths. Sleeping throats of the
Antichrist
Filled with the gift of salvation, imago reverts to larva as a dog returns to
its vomit and the Lord returns to his feast
Benevolent are the wounds of a friend, wounds washed in caustic urine and
blackened prophecies
Precious is the sight of the Lord is the death of His faithful servants,
choked by a thousand serpents and bloodier means
Shed! repugnance from sin, faith from the shield, words from the swords,
safety from His blood
Reap! sterile seeds, yawning scars, scattered limbs, the light from the above
is eaten
Burning prayers now smothering under the Lord. Under his name and our God
Writhe! all laws in red convulsing depths, all seeing waters, all harvested
horrors
Chasten! the damned to bless, the chosen to curse, the leprous to disrobe,
the ultimate sacrifice
Sleeping throats of the Antichrist
In gratitude for the redeeming wounds, the Son returns to the parental seed for
He is hungry, and we give him to eat, for He is thirsty and we give him to
drink
Purify! as the jaws of bestial Earth stab your ribs. Sanctify! with your lungs
burning of sulphur in the fiery lake
Open graves have feared and trembled, carved effigies have melted under the
waters. High praises sputtered from the between gnashed teeth, exalting
Heavenly rigour from the excrement of God
And darkness was all, and all was darkness… and the corrupt blood poured from
the bottomless skies
From the hungry eyes that lust after the beyond to the nose blinded by the
stench of despair, from the snout avid of disintegration’s smoke to the
vengeful mouth of cleansing fire introduced to reason