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Oh what a day it would be!
To sail a raiding ship into Christian waters
Board their meek vessel, rape the chambermaids
Raise the flag and toss the crew to the sharks
Then joyfully be the bearer of grim tidings
"Your captain was a hoax, you were steering in circles all the while!"
Unfortunately for the enlightened
'Twill be a process a little sterner than such mere indulgence in fantasy
For we confront an enemy with numbers outnumbering us
And while the great majority of their numbers would meekly swab the deck
The quartermaster and cannon ranks are viciously accurate marksmen of pornographic precision
For whom the very act of plundering has become a reflex, unguided by cartographical assistance
But no battle worth fighting ever had evenly-matched opponents
Our greatest day will come when one of their famed allegories becomes a reflection of our triumph, of our will
Our will to change the guard, a new David
But no petty desert people and no slingbearing midget would lead such an army
Not for we the undeceived, not for we of humanity since evolved
A holy father's flagrant design flaws
Are but an incentive to push forth and prosper
But of course that's no justification
What justifies is our own genetic majesty
A better species than any true creator
Could have conceived of, could have applied
To a world supposedly his legacy
Yet where the absolute majority live as pathetic knaves
Ho ho! What a wreck, what a waste
What a simpleton's lot, disaster was never so perfectly cruel
But that's life, as it's set in a holy book
Nevermind the translations, they all evoke the same essence
One so foul, one so false, one so markedly flawed
Yet so enchanting to the feeble that salivate
Over it and its lies, so eager to be swindled
That they'd get on their knees in a fellating pose
We're gonna drop a little bit of reason on this mother
It's what we do for a laugh
And it's what we do for progress, hoh!
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Violent will of a cumshot conquest
Bi-lateral, stains from two fluid banks
In congressional rut lies the bane of the slut
Holy writ as a hideous smut
Stimulants as a ruse, to the jarring of stool
Altered misperceptions be refuelled
Fear being the host to the host with the most
The alien virus and its ghosts
The face in the clouds, dominating the bound
Putting stock in the push for the crown
Faultlines and crevaces, the terrain to penetrate
Burrow through like an aquaforce pump
Carve a dominion with a misfiring libido
Take heed of the example he sets
A new pornographer’s gift, the prescience in a mind of heightened sensations
The best that could be said of a criminal pervert
Race the race to the top, better to be giving
Quick, blow, go! Slow and steady lies raped on the finish line
Reaming the ass of a dream, the sculpted valvic warmer
Rip up and tear down by the seam, the misfortunes of the godless
Clean and douche out with a stream of disease-expunging prowess
Sterilise the hyper-ovulating with a blade forged in lust
Receive the gifts of a dream, unreal as it is urged
Resist gametes in the cream, swallow not, swallow never
Allow not the birthing rites of a culture spayed, obsessive
Give rise to a Darwinian clamour for a sexual rage honoured
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Energy
01:31
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Lady of light, the julian right
The fisted fearful stalked in the night
And away from the scene walks whats-his-face-in-the-sky
Heil! The grand rapist of our age emerges
All too familiar to a half-rational observer:
No doubt she may have enticed him, lead him astray
But why should we spare any man or creation thereof
Who can't flick the safety on their genital-weapons
And yet the verdict is not acquittal
But permanent freedom from being tried
No witnesses, no passers-by.
No prosecution, no case to speak of.
A multiple millenia's worth of tears
The legacy of nobility to the world
The blood-curdling cries of ‘rape!’
Stifled by those of the faith
Bring it on
"Fit them all in!" she laughed
“I vow that I'll carry each load
And still smile at you above"
Sodomised empress empiricism
The jewel of delight, of unrivalled insight
How could regency like this be cast to the dogs?
This wench deserves suitors, not rapists!
The regina's court is a kangaroo cockjob
Any little girl's dream of princessness is shattered and spat on
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Mmmm-hmmm-mutt in a pound of inflated import
The posterwhore child of virtueless illiteracy
Transmit words as an errant bastard of sodom
Would snowball venerealism back into the mouth of the brash
I allude
To the shah of the rats
As the dome of a cock
Secretes slime unto meccum
For the sandfaggot to slake
A thirst, a craving for the spurt of a poor warrior
And a prophet most sick, most throatgaggingly queer
Praise be - master of the day of bondage!
To the maze-dweller primed to lay them bended
Submission, never more aptly interpreted
A fitting motif for a people bound to be the bitch
Open wide, the hadith is a watersport
In a region so depleted of hydro-nutrients
Oral development of a practise of soul-staining
The unlearned awaits the fulfilment of the face-soaking
Plebs of a dune-wide dungeon defiled
Praise be - master of the day of queerness!
Who would insist they starve before applying mouth to meat
Who venerates the supping of his own porksword
But would condemn to death he who put sword to pork and sup
Emaciate and keep them free of the knowledge to liberate
The scraggly dog howling to the crescent beyond the stars
The pitcher's pitch, the sounding out of servants
The catch chased into a corner and cajoled into cowering
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We can stand back ashamed at the history of a ghastly mistake
Pay homage to a speculator – a crude predecessor to a faculty of thought
Or we can dispose of it as we did slavery and bestiality before it
Laugh it off in the unforgiving vaccuum of cultural time
How quaint; we had imaginary friends and casual rapebuddies
How cute; we turned to the desert for a moral hegemon
And once we have indulged our good cheer, we shall smash it
Unleash the glassblower as the force-de-terminal potency
Pump through a cyclonical pressure blast – heat the mold to extremes
To sculpt an amorphous civilization on a non-crystallized foundation
And leave the dromedaries and their cavalry suffocating beneath
To the future! We stand atop a glowing, fertile mass
Two millenia too late, but the enemies of reason will lay vanquished
Their congealing blood will be shimmering from the greatest depths of the glass
O humblest sandworm, solipsistic and arrogant
Choke on this shard, with contempt and vengeance we feed it
O meekest camel, of the pitifully deformed flock
We'll annex your lands, make them our theme parks
Cast all man-made injunctions against pleasure into the annealing chamber
Stunt the sprawl of silica, vitrify the mass before it consumes as a storm
The vain, the viral, the vulgar – buried in glass
The infantsick vomit of our species – buried in glass
The revolting reverence of retard icons – buried in glass
The laughable notion of a caliphate – buried in glass
The star, the crescent, the crucifix – buried in glass
The skygazing legacy of conmen – buried in glass
The virgins, the prophets, the sin – buried in glass
Islamochristiojudaism – buried in glass
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Such magisteria unknown by the natural order
Transubstance, the leap by which the gate is opened
But we speak not of gates beyond, but necklaces here and now
As foreplay to moisten and allow a loosened anus
Grope!
A busted hymen as a yak-yielder
Bethlehem's etymol. as a house of underformed genital fondling
Lowly sacrament as a pre-cursor to an abuse of power
Denial of purity-'til-age to commemorate the supper
Without reservation it may be said of they of the Holy Roman Church
"Your consecration supports the systematic rape of children"
Vestments riddled with cumstains
As devirginal orthodoxy is self-restored
The pubic scarred at the point of high defilement
By piercing cock, shedding blood and shadowing
In the Eucharist, the paternal transubstantiated
Naked and erect before the child in persona christi
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Socialistica Nervosa
06:03
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Spew, bitch!
Like a biling lush
The wipeout a silver standard of a foul disorder
Rinsing the rankest hairs among us all
And dousing the brightest fires
Castrating the advanced among the species, a bio-misnomer
In lieu of a god, ill-elevated men will thrive
And propagate the commoner's gout
Wretched be nirvana's mouth
Wrecked be nirvana's pallate
Ailing be nirvana's health
Sledge-like be nirvana's stealth
Thespian be nirvana's wow
Feline be nirvana's mettle
Canine be nirvana's jaw
Wanting be nirvana's power
Criminal, the exvisceral
Gorging on sweat of men: indigestible
As a man-made ill, socialistica
The excretion of enslaved better nature
And as paramount, the binge/release valve
Of a weakling of constitution soured
Insecured bowels as anthropic hell
Puke the fables of an afterlife into now
PURGE!
Cop a faceful of churning gutrot
While the plentiful becomes the squandered and the plundered gold
Rip the seed from the most virile men
Expectorate, just like the throat-slimed and the kneeling whore
Replenish fuel as dictated by the anorexic
Symbolised by the aesthetic of a camp survivor
Bullying healthy, fattened bulls for the sake of ovines
Demonise the demonstrably successful for a gutless ideal
So that life and the world would be so perfect
Hopeless, the nourishment reject
Tenderising the hand that feeds
Making herbivorous the prime animal
Promoting mockery among the food chain
Sit atop the fraudulent throne
The weak of stomach for all to see
Set above your betters at the mouth of the river
As the waterfall flows down
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The shrine that lies at the end of the regal aisle
Is a pussy, life's moistest cavity
As befitting the aims of a man of his own heart
As any felled beast, any shanked enemy
Life's a bitch, so fuck the absolute shit out of it
Leave it skewered and sleepy when done with it
Then wake enabled with the bloodlust of a lion
To face the woken beast once more
You speak fondly of your crosses to bear, your heralding of weak pity as a virtue
While you prostitute your deepest wisdom to the lowliest of man's advances
I stand lush and ripe for the dissemination of a worldwide insemination
Mossy and fertile in defiance of the traditions of the submissive
I populate a one-man cult practising deep penetrative meditation
From the mountains descend, up the mountains ascend again
Deities transcended, surpassed with consummate ease
Deoxyribonucleic nobility
The apex predator in its most highly evolved form
The modern antichrist, the union of heart and spine
The capitalist, heart and spine made visible
And given a seducing face with veilless eyes of diamonds
A stare to strike you down cold
Better-equipped than all the angels of old
Whose old ways are stagnant and contraceptive
Whereas I am a breath of fresh fucking air
And a gobful of venomous spit
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Molest The Episcopate Auckland, New Zealand
Cruel, cold and perverse, Molest The Episcopate employ a lurid, libertine approach to aggressive death metal. Formed in Auckland, New Zealand in early 2010, the quintet fuse blistering blast rhythms, serrated tech riffs, thunderous breakdowns and vulgar, spewing vocals. ... more
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